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THE  BENSON  LIBRARY  OF  HYMNOLOGY 

Endowed  by  the  Reverend 

Louis  Fitzgerald  Benson,  d.d. 


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LIBRARY  OF  THE  THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 
PRINCETON,   NEW  JERSEY 


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in  2012  with  funding  from 

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ALLOWED 


ONGS. 


By  PHILIP  PHILLIPS, 

Author  of  "Singing  Pilgrim,"  "Song  Life,"  "International  Singing  An- 
nual," "Metrical  Tune  Book,'*  "Song  Ministry,"  Etc.,  Etc. 


designed  for 

PRAYER-MEETINGS,  YOUNG   MEN'S  CHRISTIAN  ASSOCI- 
ATIONS,  SUNDAY-SCHOOLS,    RELIGIOUS 
MEETINGS,  FAMILY  WORSHIP, 
PRAISE    MEETINGS, 
ETC.,  ETC. 


PUBLISHED  BY 

HITCHCOCK   &   WALDEN, 

CINCINNATI,  CHICAGO,  AND   ST.  LOUIS. 

PHILIP    PHILLIPS    AND    NELSON    &    PHILLIPS, 

805  Broadway,  N.  Y. 

AXD  FOR  SALE  AT  BOOKSELLERS'  GENERALLY. 


HALLOWED  SONGS. 


Harmonized  Edition,       .        .        .        .75  cents  each,  $50  per  100. 

Melody  Edition, 40  cents  each,  $30  per  100. 

Hymn  Edition, 25  cents  each,  $15  per  100. 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1874,  by  Phjltp  Piitllips,  in  the 
office  of  the  Librarian  of  Congress,  at  Washington. 


PREFACE. 


The  following  characteristics  have  been  carefully  regarded  in  preparing 

HALLOWED  SONGS: 

To  embody  the  most  popular  Hymns  and  Tunes — new  and  old — carefully 
selected  from  the  whole  fountain  of  music,  regardless  of  expense. 

THE    MOST  PRECIOUS  HYMNS, 
throwing-  out  all  that  are  sectarian  and  trifling,  retaining  only  such  as  are  hallowed  and 
will  grow  better  by  use. 

WITHIN  REACH  OF  ALL. 
We  offer  this  book  in  throe  different  forms,  that  is,  Harmonized — Melody  and  Hymn 
Editions.    Thus  the  choicest  songs  are  brought  within  the  reach  of  even  the  poorest  Mis- 
sion schools    See  opposite  page. 

MANY  AUTHORS 
furnish  their  purest  pieces,  thereby  giving  more  variety,  and  evading  that  musical  monot- 
ony which  characterizes  the  writings  of  any  one  author. 

MODERN  FAVORITES, 

Embracing  two  hundred  of  the  most  popular  tunes  which  the  Christian  public,  and 
specially  the  rising  generation,  will  ever  love  and  hold  dear.  A  few  are  mentioned  be- 
low, any  one  of  which  is  well  worth  the  price  of  the  book : 


Whiter  than  Snow (Fischer) 

Almost  Persuaded (Bliss) 

Pass  Me  Not (Doan) 

The  Penitent {Allen) 

Over  There (&Kane) 

Rock  of  Ages {Hastings) 

My  Days  are  Gliding (Root) 

Nearer,  My  God,  to  Thee {Mason) 


Sweet  By  and  By (  Webster) 

The  Gate  Ajar  foe  Me (  Vail) 

I  Am  Coming,  Lord.  .,  .......  {Hart-sough) 

How  Can  I  Keep  from  Singing. . .  (Lowry) 

Sing  of  His  Mighty  Love (Bradbury) 

Come,  Come  to  Jesus (Main) 

Dear  Jesus.  Abide  Thou  with  Me.  .(Camp) 

Sweeping  through  the  Gales (Phillips) 

More  than  two  hundred  of  the  good  old 

STANDARD  HYMNS, 
set  to  familiar  tunes,  are  also  included,  so  that  Sunday  or  Bible-schools  can  use  the  more 
substantial  hymns  of  sanctuary  worship,  and  the  children,  thus  growing  up  ic  their  use, 
can  also  praise  God  with  the  great  congregation. 

REQUEST. 

May  I  ask  of  the  singing  public  a  careful  examination  of  Hallowed  Songs  as  to  th« 
above  points,  or  at  least  a  glance  at  the  Table  of  Contents,  which  I  hereby  respectfully 
•ubmit  to  the  Christian  public? 

January,  1874,  PHILIP  PHILLIPS. 


CLASSIFIED  INDEX, 

Giving  the  Numbers  of  a  few  prominent  hymns  under  each  of  the  following 
subjects : 

Opening.— Nos.  27,  392,  38,  362,  332, 18,  263,  244,  395,  364,  25,  137,  263,  261,  224,  326, 

229,  140. 
Jlosing.— Nos.  399,  258,  214,  43,  8,  98,  14,  202. 
Faith.— Nos.  248,  257,  299,  151, 175,  277,  20,  28. 

Peayer.-Nos.  328,  32, 194,  67,  37,  20,  243,  28,  301,  280,  23,  372,  267,  5, 331, 128. 
Exhortation.-Nos.  235, 153,  78,  403, 337, 157,  34,  323,  397,  373. 
Guidance— 122,  37, 166,  184,  324. 

Praise.— Nos.  362,  364, 1S3,  411,  369,  41, 15, 110,  368,  38,  221,  22,  408, 160. 
Duty.— Nos.  145,  322,  409,  69,  206,  396,  190,  159. 
Infant-Class.— Nos.  131,  47,  212,  187, 118,  233,  256,  27S,  233,  204. 
Affliction.— 308, 147,  255,  335,  76,  225,  251, 17,  234. 
Death— Nos.  309, 347,  348,  333,  93,  3S0,  265. 
Work.— Nos.  201, 134, 146,  3S5,  377,  73. 
National.— Nos.  135, 352. 

Family  Worship.— Nos.  401,  27,  225,  268,  226,  400,  334,  72,  386. 
Concert  Solos.— Nos.  192, 167, 1S7,  209, 181,  148, 167,  62, 117. 
Heaven.— Nos.  58,  66, 1S6,  211,  219,  53,  208,  82, 116, 115, 179, 170,  74, 130. 
Sabbath.— Nos.  363,  242,  3S7,  229. 
Dedicate.— Nos.  383,  31, 149,  339. 
Sailor.— Nos.  158,  366,  312,  376,  374. 

Eeytvals.— Nos.  35,  5, 136,  223,  398,  382, 165, 174,  36,  252,  26,  296,  406,  230,  316,  92, 152,  a 
Humility.— Nos.  381,  245,  2S7, 161. 

Mission.— Nos.  154,  54, 181, 150,  210,  203, 190,  159,  290,  284,  294, 181, 329, 150,  55. 
Temperance.— Nos.  302, 114, 133. 
Christmas.— Nos.  410,  412,  87,  89,  236. 
Nkw  Year's.— Nos.  144,  407. 
Thanksgiving.— Nos.  262,  379,  80,  21. 

A.NNIVERSAKY.-NOS.  29,  217, 163,  80,  91, 219,  70,  43, 193, 160,  6,  209,  85,  163,  70, 148,  216. 
Unity.— Nos.  390,  231,  393,  391,  200. 

Jesus.— Nos.  246, 172,  42,  47,  46,  130,  357,  60, 11,  247,  842,  4,  156,  143,  220, 106,  91,  173 
Cross  and  Crown.— Nos.  39, 12,  370,  65,  162,  243, 177,  344. 
Bible.— Nos.  264, 199,  254,  259,  273,  56,  249. 


HALLi 


No's  of  the  Hymns  corresponding  with  the  Harmonized  and  Melody  Edition, 


No.  1. 

1  Holy  Spirit,  faithful  Guide, 
Ever  near  the  Christian's  side ; 
Gently  lead  us  by  the  hand, 
Pilgrims  in  a  desert  land. 
Weary  souls  fore'er  rejoice, 

While  they  hear  that  sweetest  voice ; 
Whisp'ring  softly,  wand'rer,  come! 
Follow  Me,  I'll  guide  thee  home. 

2  Ever  present,  truest  friend, 
Ever  near,  Thine  aid  to  lend, 
Leave  us  not  to  doubt  and  fear, 
Groping  on  in  darkness  drear. 
When  the  storms  are  raging  sore, 
Hearts  grow  faint  and  hopes  give  o'er 
Whisper  softlv,  wanderer,  come ! 
Follow  Me,  I'll  guide  thee  home. 

3  When  our  days  of  toil  shall  cease, 
Waiting  still'for  sweet  release, 
Kothing  left  but  heaven  and  prayer, 
Wondering  if  our  names  are  there  ; 
Wading  deep  the  dismal  flood, 
Pleading  naught  but  Jesus'  blood ; 
Whisper  softly,  wanderer  come ! 
Follow  Me,  I'll  guide  thee  home. 

No.  2. 

1  While  we  walk  with  God  in  light, 
God  our  hearts  doth  still  unite : 
Dearest  fellowship  we  prove, — 
Fellowship  in  Jesus'  love : 
Sweetly  each,  with  each  combined, 
In  the  bonds  of  duty  join'd, 

Feels  the  cleansing  blood  applied, — 
Daily  feels  that  Christ  hath  died. 

2  Still,  O  Lord,  our  faith  increase ; 
Cleanse  from  all  unrighteousness; 
Thee  the' unholy  cannot  see; 
Make,  0  make  lis  meet  for  Thee: 


Every  vile  affection  kill ; 
Root  out  every  seed  of  ill  ; 
Utterly  abolisn  sin ; 
Write  ^Thy  law  of  love  within. 

No.  3 

1  Oh  !  do  not  let  the  word  depart, 

And  close   thine  eyes    against  the 

light ; 
Poor  sinner,  harden  not  thy  heart; 
Thou  wouldst  be  sav'd — Why  not 

to-night  ? 

2  To-morrow's  sun  may  never  rise 

To  bless  thy  long-deluded  sight ; 
This  is  the  time !  oh,  then  be  wise  ! 
Thou  wouldst  be  saved — Why  not 
to-night  ? 
The  world  has  nothing  left  to  give — 

It  has  no  new,  no  pure  delight ; 
Oh,  try  the  life  which  Christians  live ! 
Thou  wouldst  be  saved — Why  not 
to-night  ? 

4  Our  God  in  pity  lingers  still, 

And  wilt  thou  thus  His  love  requite ! 
Renounce  at  length  thy  stubborn  will, 
Thou  wouldst  be  saved — Why  not 
to-night  ? 

5  Our  blessed  Lord  refuses  none 

Who  would  to  Him  their  souls  unite ; 
Then  be  the  work  of  grace  begun ! 
Thou  wouldst  be  saved — Why  not' 
to-night  ? 

No.  4. 

1  Come,  come  to  Jesus  ! 
He  waits  to  welcome  thee, 
O  Wand'rer !  eagerly ; 
Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 


(1.) 


2  Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 
He  waits  to  ransom  thee, 
0  Slave !  eternally ; 
Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 

3  Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 
He  waits  to  lighten  thee, 
O  Burdened !  graciously ; 
Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 

4  Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 
He  waits  to  give  to  thee, 
O  Blind !  a  vision  free ; 
Come,  come  to  Jesus  1 

5  Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 
He  waits  to  shelter  thee, 
O  Weary !  hlessedly ; 
Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 

6  Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 
He  waits  to  carry  thee, 
O  Lamb !  so  lovingly ; 
Come,  come  to  Jesus ! 

ISTo.  5. 

1  There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 

Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins, 
And  sinners   plunged  beneath    that 
flood 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day ; 
And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  E'er  since  by  faith  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

4  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song 

I'll  sing  Thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor,  lispering, stammering 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave.        [tongue 

No.  6. 

1  Wouldst  thou  be  sav'd  ?  no  time  to  lose ; 
Arise,  and  run  the  heavenly  road ; 

Wouldst  thou  be  blest;   then,  pilgrim, 

haste 

To  leave  destruction's  dread  abode. 

I* ho.  (O  come !)  O  come !  the  Saviour  calls, 

"  I  am  the  way,  the  truth  the  life ;'' 

Come  hither,  burdened  soul  to  Me. 

2  Oh,  tell  me  how!  oh,  tell  me  where! 
The  way  I  long  have  sought  to  know ; 
But  fear  the  g^uilt  and  sin  I  bear 

Will  sink  me  in  the  depths  of  woe.  Gho. 


3  God's  word  will  guide  thee  j  dost  thou 
A  light  froni  yonder  distant  hill  ?      [see 
On,  Pilgrim,  on !  it  shines  for  thee, 
With  steady  course  pursue  it  still.  Gho. 

4  God's  word  shall  guide  me;  ves,  I  see 
A  light  from  yonder  distant  hill ; 

Oh,  tell  me,  does  it  shine  for  me? 
Hail,  glorious  light !  I  will,  I  will !  Gho. 

5  Farewell,  a  long  farewell  to  those 
Who  seek  to  stay  me  as  I  fly ; 

My  ears  against  their  call  I  close, 
Life,  life,  eternal  life !  my  cry.     Gho. 

No.  r. 

1  I  now  have  found  abiding  rest, 

For  which  I  long  was  sighing : 
Now  on  my  Saviour's  faithful  breast 

My  weary  head  is  lying : 
This  is  the  place  where  sin  no  more, 

And  death  and  hell  alarm  me ; 
I  now  am  safe,  by  Jesus'  power, 

From  all  that  else  would  harm  me. 

2  He  whispers  me — "I'm  wholly  thine, 

And  thou  art  mine  forever ; 
Henceforth  all  fear  and  doubt  resign, 

Confiding  in  my  favour  ; 
Thy  every  want  shall  find  supply 

From  my  exhaustless  treasure ; 
I'll  fill  thy  spirit  with  my  joy, 

The  pledge  of  endless  pleasure." 

3  From  Jesus  and  His  love,  who  now, 

By  terrors  to  divide  me, 
My  great  and  many  sins  would  show ! 

His  wounds  from  vengeance  hide  me : 
My  sins  are  great — I'll  not  despair, 

Though  conscience,  too,  arraigns  me. 
Nor  doubt    my    Saviour's  watchful 
care — 

His  arms  of  love  sustain  me. 

4  I  thank  thee,  God's  beloved  Son, 

Thy  boundless  grace  adoring, 
Which  brought  thee  from  Thy  glorious 
throne, 
Our  peace  with  God  restoring ; 
Oh,  make  my  heart  a  shrine,  where 
peace 
Shall  keep  her  constant  dwelling! 
Where    grateful   praise   shall   never 
Abroad  Thy  glories  telling,    [cease, 

No.  8. 

1  Oh,  there  is  a  river  whose  fresh  waters 

flow 
O'er  earth's  broadest  surface,  a  cure  for 

all  woe ; 


(a.) 


Its  streams  are  all  healing,  there's  life  in[ 
each  wave, 


Let  Thy  mercy  fall  on  me— 
Even  me. 


Oh,tryit,and  prove  it,  'tis .mighty  to  save  3  Paa&  me  not,  O  gracious  Saviour, 


2  Oh,  drink  of  this  liver,  its  full  crystal 

flood 
Refreshes  and  lightens  of  sin's  weary 

load ; 
Its  ripples  ne'er  mix  with  the  billows  of 

strife, 
This  is  the   "Pure  River  of  Water  of 

Life. 


3  This  beautiful  river  our  boast  well  may 
be, 

'Tis  fresh,  overflowing,  and  better,  'tis 
free; 

The  sin-sick  rejoice  in  this  "peace- 
speaking"  tide, 

This  ri  verbis  Jesus,  the  "once  crucified." 

1  Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ! 

And  did  my  Sovereign  die  J 
Would  He  devote  that  sacred  head 

For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 
Cho.  Jesus  died  for  you ; 
Jesus  died  for  me ; 
Yes,  Jesus  died  for  all  mankind, 
Bless  God,  salvation's  free. 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done, 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree. — Cho. 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker,  died, 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin. — Cho. 
A  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 
While  His  dear  Cross  appears  ; 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. — Cho. 
5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 
The  debt  of  love  I  owe : 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. — Cho. 
No.  lO. 

1  Lord,  I  hear  of  show'rs  of  blessings, 
Thou  art  scatt'rin";  full  and  free ; 

Show'rs  the  thirsty  land  refreshing, 
Lot  some  droppings  fall  on  me — 
Even  me. 

2  Pass  me  not,  O  God,  my  Father, 
Sinful  though  my  heart  may  be ; 

Thou  might' st  leave  me, but  the  rather, 


Let  me  live  and  cling  to  Thee: 
Fain  I'm  longing  for  Thy  favour; 
Whilst  thou'rt  calling,  call  for  mo- 
Even  me. 


4  Pass  me  not,  O  mighty  Spirit, 
Thou  canst  make  the  blind  to  see: 

Witnesses  of  Jesus'  merit, 
Speak  the  word  of  power  to  me— 
Even  me. 

5  Love  of  God,  so  pure  and  chaugeless; 
Blood  of  Christ,  so  rich  and  free  ; 

Grace  of  God,  so  rich  and  boundless, 
Magnify  it  all  in  me — 
Even  me. 

6  Pass  me  not,  Thy  lost  one  bringing: 
Bind  my  heart,  O  Lord,  to  Thee; 

Whilst  the  streams  of  life  are  springing. 
Blessing  others,  O,  bless  me — 
Even  me. 
No.  11. 

1  ^Naught  of  merit  or  of  price 
Remains  to  justice  due ; 

Jesus  died,  and  paid  it  all, — 
Yes,  all  the  debt  I  owe. 
Cho.    Jesus  paid  it  all, 

All  the  debt  I  owe, 
Jesus  paid  it,  paid  it  all, 

Jesus  died,  and  paid  it  all 
Yes,  all  the  debt  I  owe. 

2  When  He  from  His  lofty  throne, 
Stoop' d  down  to  do  and  die, 

Every  tiling  was  fully  done ; 
11  'Tis  finished!"  was  His  cry. 
Jesus  paid  it  all,  &c. 
Weary  not,  O  toiling  one, 

Whate'er  thy  conflict  be, 
Work  for  Him  with  cheerful  heart, 
Who  suffered  all  for  Thee. 
Jesus  paid  it  all,  6cc. 
Clinging  to  the  Saviour's  cross, 

Look  up  by  simple  faith, 
Praise  Him  lor  the  pardoning  love 
That  saves  from  endless  death. 
Jesus  paid  it  all,  &c. 
5  Bring  a  willing  sacrifice — 
Thy  soul  to  Jesus  feet; 
Stand  in  Him,  in  Him  alone, 
All  glorious  and  complete. 
Jesus  paid  it  all,  dta 

(3.) 


ISTo.  12. 

1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory. 
Towering:  o'er  the  wrecks  ot*time  ; 

All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 
Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 

Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me: 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 
Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 

From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  new  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 
By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 

Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

:nto.  13. 

1  Pilgrim,  burdened  with  thy  sin, 
Come  the  way  to  Zion's  gate ; 

There,  till  Mercy  let  thee  in. 

Knock  and  weep,  and  watch  and  wait  ; 
Knock — He  knows  the  sinner's  cry  ; 

Weep — He  loves  the  mourner's  tears  ; 
'Watch — for  saving  grace  is  nigh  ; 

Wait — till  heavenly  light  appears. 

2  Hark  !  it  is  the  Bridegroom's  voice  : 
"Welcome,  pilgrim,  to  thy  rest ; 

Xow  within  the  gate  rejoice. 

Safe  and  sealed,  and  bought  and  blest : 
Safe — from  all  the  lures  of  vice  j 

Scaled — by  signs  the  chosen  know; 
Bought — by  love  and  life  the  price ; 

Blest — the  mighty  debt  to  owe. 

3  Holy  pilgrim!  what  for  thee 
In  a  world  like  this  remain  ? 

Prom  thy  guarded  breast  shall  flee 
Fear  and  shame,  and  doubt  and  pain : 

Fear — the  hope  of  heaven  shall  fly  ; 
Shame — from  glory's  view  retire ; 

Doubt — in  certain  rapture  die ; 
Pain— in  endless  bliss  expire. 

>To.  14. 

1  "Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 
What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Trav'ler,  o'er  yon  mountain's  height 

the  glory-beaming  star. 
"Watchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Alight  of  hope  or  joy  foretell? 
Trav'le/,  yes,  it  brings  the  day— 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 


2  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night ; 

Higher  vet  that  star  ascends. 
Trav'ler,  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truthjts  course  portends 
Watchman,  will  its  beams,  alone, 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Trav'ler,  ages  are  its  own : 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

INTO.    15.  From  "  Bright  Jaceh." 

1  My  life  flows  on  in  endless  song ; 
Above  earth's  lamentation 

1  catch  the  sweet,  tho'  far-off  hymn, 
That  hails  a  new  creation. 

Thro'  all  the  tumult  and  the  strife 

I  hear  the  music  ringing ; 
It  finds  an  echo  in  my~soul — 

How  can  I  keep  from  singing  ? 

2  What  though  my  joys  and  comfort  die? 
The  Lord  my  Saviour  liveth ; 

What  though  the  darkness  gather  round? 

Songs  in  the  night  He  giveth. 
Xo  storm  can  shake  my  inmost  calm 

While  to  that  refuge  clinging ; 
Since  Christ  is  Lord  of  heav'n  and  earth, 

How  can  I  keep  from  singing  ? 

3  I  lift  my  eves ;  the  cloud  grows  dim ; 
I  see  the  blue  above  it ; 

And  day  by  day  this  pathway  smoothes. 

Since'first  I  learned  to  love  it. 
The  peace  of  Christ  makes  fresh  my 

A  fountain  ever  springing ;        [heart, 
All  things  are  mine  since. I  am  ma — 

How  can  I  keep  from  singing  ? 
Xo.  16. 

1  Abide  with  me  ;  fast  falls  the  eventide : 
The  darkness  deepens  ;  Lord,  with  me  a- 

bide: 
When  other  helpers  faiL  and  comforta 

flee, 
Help  of  the  helpless,  oh,  abide  with  me. 

2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little 
day : 

Earth's  joys  grow  dim,  its  glories  pass  a- 

way ; 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see 
O  Thou  who  changest  not — abide  with 

me. 

3  Thou  on  my  head  in  early  youth  didst 

smile, 
And.   though   rebellious  and    perverse 

meanwhile, 
Thou  hast  not  left  me  oft  as  I  left  Thre  ; 
On  to  the  close,  O  Lord,  abide  with  mo 


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Forests  and  mountains  ring, 
The  plains  their  tribute  bring, 

The  streams  rejoice. 
2  The  God  of  harvest  praise ; 
Hearts,  hands,  and  voices,  raise, 

With  sweet  accord ; 
From  field  to  garner  throng, 
Bearing  your  sheaves  along, 
And  in  your  harvest  song 

Bless  ye  the  Lord. 

INTo.  22. 

1  Oh,  bliss  of  the  purified !  bliss  of  the 
free! 

1  plunge  in  the  crimson  tide  opened  for 

me! 
O'er  sin  and   uncleanness    exulting    I 

stand, 
And  point  to  the  print  of  the  nails  in 
His  hand. 
Cho. — Oh,  sing  of  His  mighty  love, 
Sing  of  His  mighty  love, 
Sing  of  His  mighty  love — 
Mighty  to  save. 

2  Oh,  bliss  of  the  purified!    Jesus   is 

mine, 
No  longer  in  dread  condemnation  I  pine ; 
In  conscious   salvation  I  sing  of  His 

grace, 
"Who  lifteth  upon  me  the  smiles  of  His 

face. — Cho. 

3  Oh,  bliss  of  the  purified  !   bliss  of  the 

pure ! 
No  wound  hath  the  soul  that  His  blood 

cannot  cure ; 
No  sorrow-bowed  head  but  may  sweetly 

find  rest, — 
No  tears  but  may  dry  them  on  Jesus' s 

breast. — Cho. 

4  0  Jesus  the  Crucified!    Thee  will 

sing! 
My  blessed  Redeemer !  my  God  and  my 

King  ! 
My  soul  filled  with  rapture  shall  shout 

o'er  the  grave, 
And  triumph  in  death  in  the  Mighty  to 

save. — Cho. 

1  Sweet  hour  of  prayer!  sweet  hour  of 

prayer ! 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care, 
And  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known : 

(6. 


In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief, 
My  soul  has  often  found  relief; 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare 
By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer; 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare 
By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

2  || :  Sweet  hour  of  prayer !  :|| 
Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear 

To  Him,  "whose  truth  and  faithfulness 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless ; 
And  since  He  bids  me  seek  His  face, 
Believe  His  word  and  trust  His  grace, 
|| :  I'll  cast  on  Him  my  every  care, 
And  wait  for    Thee,   sweet    hour  of 
prayer!  :|| 

3  ||:  Sweet  hour  of  prayer !  :|| 
May  I  Thy  consolation  share, 

Till  from  mount  Pis^ah's  lofty  height 
I  view  my  home,  and  take  my  flight: 
This  robe  of  flesh  I'll  drop,  and  rise 
To  seize  the  everlasting  prize ; 
"   And  shout,  while  passing  thro'  the  air, 
Farewell,    farewell,    sweet    hour    of 
prayer!  :|| 

No.  2  4. 

1  When  Thou,  my  righteous  judge,  shalt 

come 
To  take  Thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  Thy  right  hand. 

2  I  love  to  meet  Thy  people  now, 
Before  Thy  feet  with  them  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all: 
But— can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought  ?— 
What  if  mv  name  should  be  left  out, 

When  Thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 

3  0  Lord,  prevent  it  by  Thy  grace ; 
Be  Thou  my  only  hiding-place, 

In  this,  tii'  accepted  day ; 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  oh,  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Let  me  among  the  saints  be  found 
Whene'er  /the  archangels   truinp  shall 

sound, 

To  see  Thy  smiling  face ; 
Then  loudest  of  the  crowd  I'll  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding   mansions 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace.  |ring 
) 


No.  25. 

1  Come  Thou  fount  of  every-  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  Thy  grace ; 

Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise; 

Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Snug  by  flaming  tongues  above; 

Praise  the  mount — I'm  tixed  upon  it; 
Mount  of  Thy  redeeming  love. 

2  Here  I'll  raise  mine  Ebenezer; 
Hither  by  Thy  help  I'm  come ; 

And  I  hope,  by  Thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  -when  a  stranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  Cod ; 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interposed  His  precious  blood. 

3  Oh  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 
Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be ! 

Let  Thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  Thee: 

Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it, — 
Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love ; 

Here's  my  heart,  oh,  take  and  seal  it; 
Seal  it  for  Thy  courts  above. 

No.  26. 

1  Saviour  !  visit  Thy  plantation ; 

Grant  us,  Lord !  a  gracious  rain : 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 

Unless  Thou  return  again. 
Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance ; — 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  Thine  assistance, 

Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

2  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers  ; 
Let  each  one,  esteemed  Thy  servant, 

Shun  the  world's  enticing  snares. 
Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power ; 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh ; 
And  begin,  from  this  good  hour, 

To  revive  Thy  work  afresh. 

:Vo.  27. 

1  Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us, 
Much  we  need  Thy  tenderest  care; 

In  Thy  pleasant  pastures  feed  us, 
Por  our  use  Thy  folds  prepare. 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  bought  us,  Thine  we  are. 

2  ~\V(3  are  Thine,  do  Thou  befriend  us, 
Be  the  Guardian  of  our  way; 

Keep  Thy  flock,  from  sin  defend  us, 


Seek  us  when  we  go  astray. 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Hear,  oh,  hear  us,  when  we  pray. 

3  Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us, 
Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be; 

Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 
Grace  to  cleanse,  and  power  to  free, 

Blessed  Jesus, 
We  will  early  turn  to  Thee. 

4  Early  let  us  seek  Thy  favour, 
Early  let  us  do  Thy  will ; 

Blessed  Lord  and  only  Saviour, 
With  Thy  love  our  bosom  fill. 

Blessed  Jesus, 
Thou  hast  loved  us,  love  us  still. 

:NTo.  28. 

1  Xearer.  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee; 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me. 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee. 

2  Though  like  a  wanderer, 

Daylight  all  gone, 
Darkness  be  over  me 

My  rest  a  stone, 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 

Xearer,  my  God,  &c. 

3  There  let  the  way  appear, 

Steps  up  to  heaven  ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me 

In  mercy  given, 
Angels  to  beckon  me, 

Nearer,  my  God,  &c. 

4  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts, 

Bright  with  Thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  Til  raise; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 

Nearer,  my  God,  &c. 

5  Or,  if  on  joyful  wing, 

Cleaving^the  sky, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forget, 

Upward  I  fly, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 

Nearer,  my  God,  &c. 

Xo.  20. 

1  Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  mow, 
The  gladly  solemn  sound  ; 

) 


Lot  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound. 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest* 

Hath  full  atonement  made  ; 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest  ; 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God,— 

The  all-atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  in  His  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim; 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

JN"o.  30. 

1  Arise,  my  soul,  arise  ; 

Shake  oft*  thy  guilty  fears ; 
The  bleeding  sacrifice 
In  my  behalf  appears ; 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands, 
My  name  is  written  on  His  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above 

For  me  to  intercede — 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood,  to  plead  ; 
His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  My  God  is  reconciled ; 

His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear  ; 
He  owns  me  for  His  child ; 
I  can  no  longer  fear : 
"With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba,  Father,  cry. 

ISTo.  31. 

1  Great  King  of  glory,  come, 

And  with  Thy  favour  crown 
This  temple  as  Thy  home,— 

This  people  as  Thine  own : 
Beneath  this  roof,  O  deign  to  show 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

2  Here  may  Thine  ears  attend 

Our  interceding  cries, 
And  grateful  praise  ascend, 

Like  incense,  to  the  skies : 
H^re  may  Thy  soul-converting  word 
W  ith  faith  be  preach'd,  in  faith  be  heard. 

(8. 


No.  33. 

1  Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  Thou  bidst  me  come  to  Thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

2  Just  as  I  am — poor,  wretched,  blind ; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need  in  Thee  to  find, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

3  Just  as  I  am,  Thou  wilt  receive, 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve ! 
Because  Thy  promise  I  believe, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

4  Just  as  I  am — Thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down  ; 
Now  to  be  Thine,  yea,  Thine  alone, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come,  I  come ! 

No.  33. 

1  Except  the  Lord  our  labours  bless, 
In  vain  shall  we  desire  success ; 
Except  His  guardian  power  restrain, 
The  watchman  waketh  but  in  vain. 

2  'Tis  useless  toil  our  stores  to  keep,— 
Early  to  rise  and  late  to  sleep, — 
Unless  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high, 
His  providential  care  supply. 

3  Grant,  Lord,  that  we  may  ever  flee 
For  guidance  and  for  help  to  Thee  ; 
Thy  blessing  ask,  whate'er  we  do, 
And  in  Thy  strength  our  work  pursue. 

ISTo.  34. 

1  Come,  ye   disconsolate,  where'er  ye 

languish, 

Come  to  the  mercy-seat,  fervently 
kneel; 

Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here 
tell  your  anguish ; 

Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  can- 
not heal. 

2  Joy  to  the  desolate;  light  of  the  stray- 

ing, 

Hope  of  the  penitent,   fadeless  an 
pure; — 

Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly 
saying — 

Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  can- 
not cure. 

3  Here  see  the  bread  of  life ;  see  waters 

flowing 

) 


Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure 

from  above ; 
Come  to  the  feast  of  love ;  come,  ever 

knowing — 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can 


:no.  35. 

1  Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 

Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 

Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power : 
|| :  He  is  able,  :|| 

He  is  willing :  doubt  no  more, 
Chorus. 
Turn  to  the  Lord,  and  seek  salvation ; 

Sound  the  praise  of  His  dear  Xarue ; 
Glory,  honor,  and  salvation, 

Christ  the  Lord  is  come  to  reign. 

2  K"ow,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome  ; 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  ; 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, — 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh,- 

|| :  Without  money,  :|| 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ,  and  buy. 
Cho.— Turn  to  the  Lord,  &c. 
i  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger  ; 
Xor  of  fitness  fondly  dream : 
All  the  fitness  He  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  Him : 
||:  This  He  gives  you. —  :|| 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  ^limm'ring  beam. 
Cho.— Turn  to  the  Lord,  &c. 
4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 

Bruised  and  mangleo"  by  the  fall : 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all ; 

|| :  Xot  the  righteous, —  :|| 
Sinners,  Jesus  came  to  call. 
Cho.— Turn  to  the  Lord,  &c. 

JSTo.  36. 

1  Jesus,  let  Thy  pitying  eye 

Call  back  a  wand'ring  sheep ; 
False  to  Thee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep. 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restored  ; 

On  me  be  all  long-suff'ring  shown ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Saviour,  Prince,  enthroned  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  tnrough  Thy  dying  love, 
The  humble,  contrite  heart : 


Give  what  I  have  lon^  implored, 

A  portion  of  Thy  grief  unknown  : 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  &c. 

3  For  Thine  own  compassion's  sake. 
The  gracious  wonder  show ; 

Cast  my  sins  behind  Thy  back, 
And  wash  me  white  as  snow: 

If  Thy  bowels  now  are  stirr'd, 
If  now  I  do  myself  bemoa,n, 

Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  &c. 

No.  37. 

1  I  was  a  wand'ring  sheep, 
I  did  not  love  the  fold ; 

I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 
I  would  not  be  controll'd ; 

I  was  a  wayward  child, 
I  did  not  love  my  home, 

I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice, 
I  lov'd  afar  to  roam. 

2  The  Shepherd  sought  His  sheep, 
The  Father  sought  His  child  : 

They  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill, 
O'er  deserts  waste  and  wild: 

They  found  me  nigh  to  death, 
Famish'd,  and  faint,  and  lone ; 

They  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love, 
They  saved  tho  wandering  one. 

3  Jesus  my  Shepherd  is, 
'Twas  He  that  loved  my  soul, 

'T  was  He  that  washed  me  in  His  blood, 
'T  was  He  that  made  me  whole : 

'T  was  He  that  sought  the  lost, 
That  found  the  wandering  sheep, 

'T  was  He  that  brought  me  to  the  fold, 
'Tis  He  that  still  doth  keep. 

jN"o.  38. 

Oh,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
Oh,  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, 

Which  in  my  Saviour  shine, 
I'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heav'nly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  lie  sings, 

In  notes  almost  divine. 
2  I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  He  spilt, 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin  and  wrath  divine  : 
I'd  sing  nis  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all  perfect,  heavenly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

I'd  sing  the  characters  He  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  He  wears, 

Exalted  on  His  throne : 


(9.) 


Iii  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  His  glories  known. 
4  Well,  the  delightful  day  will  come 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home 

And  I  shall  see  His  face; 
Then  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  His  grace. 

IN"o.  39. 

1  Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 

All  to  leave,  and  follow  Thee ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 
Thou  from  hence,  my  all  shalt  be. 
Cuo.-Here  before  Thine  altar  kneeling, 
Jesus,  Lord,  I  look  for  Thee ; 
"Waiting  for  the  Spirit's  sealing, 
Longing  only  Thine  to  be. 

2  Perish  every  fond  ambition, 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known ; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition ! 
God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own. 
Here  before  Thine,  &c. 

3  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me, 

They  have  left  my  Saviour,  too; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me; 
Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue : 
Here  before  Thine,  &c. 

4  And  while  Thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Toes  may  hate,  and  friends  may  scorn 
Show  Thy  face  and  all  is  bright,  [me. 
Here  before  Thine,  &c. 

5  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  Thy  breast; 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 
Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 
Here  before  Thine,  &c. 

6  Oh !  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  Thy  love  is  left  to  me ; 
Oh  !  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 
Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  Thee. 
Here  before  Thine,  &c. 

]STo.  40. 

1  Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 
Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies? 

Lo  !  th'  angelic  host  rejoices  ; 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Listen  to  the  wondrous  story, 
Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy : 

(10.) 


Glory  in  the  highest,  glory, 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high  ! 

3  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heavoi. 
Reaching  far  as  man  is  found  ; 

Souls  redeem'd,  and  sins  forgiven  ! — 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed  ; 
Heaven  and  earth  His  praises  sing ; 

Oh,  receive  whom  God  appointed 
For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

5  Hasten,  mortals,  to  adore  Him  ; 
Learn  His  Name,  and  taste  His  joy; 

Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  Him, — 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high  ! 

]STo.  44.. 

1  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
Zion,  city  of  our  God : 

He,  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
Form'd  thee  for  His  own  abode; 

2  On  the  Pock  of  Ages  founded, 
What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  ? 

With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 

Thou  niay'st  smile  at  all  thy  foes.. 
See,  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Still  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove : 
Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  our  thirst  t'  assuage  ? 
Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

No.  43. 

1  I  hear  Thy  welcome  voice, 
That  calls  me,  Lord,  to  Thee ; 

For  cleansing  in  Thy  Precious  Blood 
That  flow'd  on  Calvary. 
Cho.   I  am  coming,  Lord ! 
Coming  now  to  Thee ! 
Wash  me,  cleanse  me,  in  the  ISlood 
That  tlow'd  on  Calvary  ! 

2  Tho'  coming  weak  and  vile, 
Thou  dost  my  strength  assure  ; 

Thou  dost  my  vileness  fully  cleanse, 
Till  spotless  all,  and  pure.  Oho. 

'Tis  Jesus  calls  me  on 
To  Perfect  Faith  and  Love, 

To  Perfect  Hope,and  Peace  and  Trusli 
For  Earth  and  Heav'n  above.  0/»o. 

'T  is  Jesus  who  confirms, 
The  blessed  work  within, 


By  adding  grace,  to  welcomed  grace, 
'Where  reigned  the  power  of  sin.  Clio. 
b  And  He  the  Witness  gives 
To  loyal  hearts  and  free. 
That  every  Promise  is  fulfilled. 
If  faith  but  brings  the  plea.  Clio. 
6  All  Hail!  Atoning  Blood! 

All  Hail !  Redeeming  Grace  ! 
All  Hail !  the  Gift  of  Christ,  our  Lord. 
Our  Strength  and  Righteousness. 

Cho. 

No.  4,3. 

1  My  hope  is  built  on  nothing  less 
Than  Jesus'  blood  and  righteousness  ; 

1  dare  not  trust  the  sweetest  frame, 
But  wholly  lean  on  Jesus'  name. 

Kef.   On  Christ  the  solid  rock.  I  stand; 
All  other  ground  is  sinking  sand. 

2  When  darkness  seems  to  veil  his  face, 
I  rest  on  His  unchanging  grace ; 

In  every  high  and  stormy  gale 

My  anchor  holds  within  the  veil.    Ref. 

3  His  word,  his  covenant,  and  blood, 
Support  me  in  the  'whelmino;  flood : 
When  all  around  on  earth  gives  way. 
He  then  is  all  my  hope  and  stay.    lief. 

UNo.  4,4,. 

1  There  is  an  hour  ot  peaceful  rest, 
To  mourning  wandrers  given  ; 

There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distress's!, 
A  balm  for  ev^ry  wounded  breast, 
'Tis  found  alone  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls 
By  sin  and  sorrow  driven, 

When    toss'd    on    life's    tempestuous 

shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 
And  all  is  dear  but  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye, 
To  brighter  prospects  given  ; 

And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 
And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There     fragrant     flowers     immortal 

bloom. 

And  joys  supreme  are  given  : 
Then-  rays  disperse  the  gloom: 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 

Appears  the  dawu  of  heaven. 


ZVo.  4,5. 

1  Oh,  how  sweet  when  we  mingle  with 

kindred  spirits  here, 
And  tell  of  Jesus  and  His  love; 
When  by  faith  we  can  see  Him  and  feel 
His  presence  near, 
It  lifts  our  longing  souls  above  ;  f  river, 
Cho. — We  shall  meet  on  the  banks  of  the 
Happy,  happy  there  for  evermore. 
We  shall  dwell   with  the  angels,  and 
join  their  chorus  song, 
Our  lov'd  ones, lov'd  ones  gone  before. 

2  We  are  pilgrims  to  Zion,  though  trials 

we  must  bear, 

Well  count  them  blessing  in  disguise ; 

Though  the  cross  may  be  heavy,  the 

crown  we  soon  shall  wear 

In  heaven,  where  pleasure  never  dies. 

Cho. 

3  When  we  walk  through  the  valley  and 

shadow  of  the  tomb, 
Dear  Saviour,  Thou  wilt  be  our  guide ; 
Thy  smile  like  a  sunbeam  shall  light  be- 
yond the  gloom. 
And  keep  the  ransomed  at  Thy  side. 
Cho. 

:sv>.  4,G. 

1  Fade,  fade  each  earthly  joy, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
Break  every  tender  tie, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
Dark  is  the  wilderness, 
Earth  has  no  resting  place, 
Jesus  alone  can  bless, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 

2  Tempt  not  my  soul  away, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
Here  would  I  ever  stay, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
Perishing  things  of  clay, 
Born  but  for  one  brief  day, 
Pass  from  my  heart  away, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 

3  Farewell,  ye  dreams  of  night, 

Jesus  is  mine! 
Lost  in  this  dawning  light, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
All  that  my  soul  has  tried. 
Left  but  a  dismal  void, 
Jesus  has  satisfied, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 

4  Farewell,  mortality, 

Jesus  is  mine  I 


(11.) 


Welcome,  eternity, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
Welcome,  O  loved  and  blest, 
Welcome,  sweet  scenes  of  rest, 
Welcome,  my  Saviour's  breast, 

Jesus  is  mine ! 

NO.    ^L*7.  From  "Praises  of  Jesua." 

1  Jesus  loves  me !  this  I  know, 
For  the  Bible  tells  me  so : 

Little  ones  to  Him  belong, 

They  are  weak,  but  He  is  strong. 
Cho.   Yes,  Jesus  loves  me, 
Yes,  Jesus  loves  me, 
Yes,  Jesus  loves  me, 
The  Bible  tells  me  so. 

2  Jesus  loves  me !  He  who  died, 
Heaven's  gate  to  open  wide; 

He  will  wash  away  my  sin, 
Let  His  little  child  come  in.    Cho. 

3  Jesus  loves  me !  loves  me  still, 
Though  I  am  very  weak  and  ill ; 

From  His  shining  throne  on  high, 
Comes  to  watch  me  where  I  lie.    Cho. 

4  Jesus  loves  me ;  He  will  stay 
Close  beside  me  all  the  way ; 

If  I  love  Him,  when  I  die 
He  will  take  me  home  on  high.    Cho. 

No.  4,8. 

1  On  the  mountain  tops  appearing, 
Lo !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 

Welcome  news  to  Zion,  bearing— 
Zion,  long  in  hostile  lands ; 

Mourning  captive ! 
God  Himself  will  loose  thy  bands ; 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mourn- 

ful? 
Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 

Cease  thy  mourning; 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee ; 
He  Himself  appears  thy  Friend ; 

All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee; 
Here  thy  boasts  and  triumphs  end: 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  shall  surely  send. 

4  Enemies  no  more  shall  trouble, 
All  thy  wrongs  shall  be  redress'd, 

For  thy  shame  thou  shalt  have  trouble, 


In  thy  Maker's  favour  bless'd ; 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 

No.  49. 

1  Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded, 
Zion,  kept  by  power  divine ; 

All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 
Though  the  world  in  arms  combine : 

Happy  Zion — 
What  a  favored  lot  is  Thine ! 

2  Every  human  tie  may  perish ; 
Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove, 

Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish ; 
Heaven  and  earth  at  last  removed ; 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 
Thence  to    bring    thee    forth    more 

brignt, 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee, 
Thou  art  precious  in  His  sight : 

God  is  with  thee. — 
God,  thine  everlasting  light. 

No.  50. 

1  Angels,  from  the  realms  of  glory, 

Wing  your  flight  o'er  all  the  earth ; 
Ye  who  sang  creation's  story, 
Xow  proclaim  Messiah's  birth : 

Come  and  worship, — 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

2  Shepherds  in  the  field  abiding, 

Watching  o'er  your  flocks  by  night, 
God  with  man  is  now  residing ; 
Yonder  shines  the  infant  light : 

Come  and  worship, — 
Worship  Christ  the  new-born  King. 

No.  51. 

1  Lord,  dismiss  us  with  Thy  blessing, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace ; 
Let  us,  each  Thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace ; 

Oh,  refresh  us, 
Trav'ling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoratior, 

For  Thy  gospel's  joyful  sound ; 
May  the  fruits  of  Thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound: 

May  Thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 


(12.) 


3  So,  whene'er  the  signal's  given, 
TJs  from  earth  to  call  away, 
Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey — 

May  we,  ready, 
Rise  and  reign  in  endless  day. 

JNTo.  52. 

1  0  Thou  God  of  my  salvation, 

My  Redeemer  from  all  sin ; 
Moved  by  Thy  divine  compassion, 
Who  hast  died  my  heart  to  win, 

I  will  praise  Thee : 
"Where  shall  I  Thy  praise  begin  ? 

2  Angels  now  are  hov'ring  round  ns, 

Unperceived  amid  the  throng ; 
"Wond'ringatthelove  thatcrown'd  us, 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  song: 

Hallelujah; 
Love  and  praise  to  Christ  belong ! 

No.  53. 

1  I  love  to  think  of  the  heav'nly  land, 
Where  white-rob'd  angels  are; 

Where  many  a  friend  is  gather' d  safe 

From  fear  and  toil,  and  care. 
Ref.   There'll  be  no  parting,  etc. 

There'll  be  no  parting  there. 

2  I  love  to  think  of  the  heavenly  land, 
Where  my  Redeemer  reigns, 

Where  rapturous  songs  of  triumph  rise, 
In  endless,  joyous  strains.  Ref. 

3  I  love  to  think  of  the  heavenly  land, 
The  saints'  eternal  home, 

Where  palms,  and  robes,  and  crowns 
ne'er  fade. 
And  all  our  joys  are  one.  Ref. 

4  I  love  to  think  of  the  heavenly  land, 
The  greetings  there  well  meet, 

The  harps — the  songs  forever  ours — 
The  walls — the  golden  streets.   Ref. 

5  I  love  to  think  of  the  heavenly  land, 
That  promised  land  so  fair, 

Oh.  how  my  raptured  spirit  longs 
To  b6  forever  there.   Ref. 

INTo.  54. 

I  From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
From  India's  choral  strand ; 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 
Roll  down  their  golden  sand  ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 
From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
2  (13.) 


They  call  us  to  deliver 
Their  land  froin  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 
Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle ; 

Though  every  prospect  pleases 

And  only  man  is  vile  : 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown ; 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 
With  wisdom  from  on  high, 

Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation  ! — 0  salvation ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  His  story 
And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 

Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 
It  spreads  from  pole,  to  pole ; 

Till  o'er  our  ransom'd  nature 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 

Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 
In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

]NTo.  55. 

The  morning  light  is  breaking  ; 

The  darkness  disappears: 
The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears : 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepar'd  for  Zion's  war. 

2  See  heathen  nations  bending 
Before  the  God  we  love, 

And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing. 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing— 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

3  Blest  river  of  salvation, 
Pursue  Thy  onward  way ; 

Flow  Thou  to  every  nation, 
Nor  in  Thy  richness  stay: 

Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home: 

Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 
Proclaim — "  The  Loril  is  come ! n 


No.  56. 

1  We  wont  give  up  the  Bible, 

God's  holy  book  divine, 
The  Book  of  inspiration, 

Where  truth  and  wisdom  shine. 
No  hand  shall  wrest  it  from  us. 

No  tyrant  power  we  fear, 
Wo  wont  give  up  the  Bible, 

Our  Fathers  loved  so  dear. 

2  We  wont  give  up  the  Bible, 

That  tells  a  Saviour's  love, 
The  precious  Lamp  that  guides  us, 

To  purer  joys  above. 
We  wont  give  up  the  Bible, 

But  read  it  day  by  day, 
God  help  us  by  its  council, 

To  find  the  narrow  way. 

No.  57. 

1  Wathman,  tell  me,  does  the  morning 

Of  fair  Zion's  glory  dawn  ? 
Have  the  signs  that  mark  its  coming 

Yet  upon  my  pathway  shone  ?  A 

Pilgrim,  yes,  arise,  look  around  thee  V 

Light  is  breaking  in  the  skies ; 
Spurn  the  unbelief  that  bounds  thee ; 

Morning  dawns — arise,  arise ; 

2  Pilgrim  in  that  golden  city, 

Seated  on  His  jasper  throne, 
Zion's  King,  arrayed  in  beauty, 

Reigns  in  peace  from  zone  to  zone ; 
There,  on  verdant  hills  and  mountains, 

Where  the  golden  sunbeams  play, 
Purling  streams  and  crystal  fountains 

Sparkle  in  th'  eternal  day. 

3  Pilgrim,  see !  the  light  is  beaming 

Brighter  still  upon  thy  way  ; 
Signs  thro'  all  the  earth' are  gleaming, 

Omens  of  the  coming  day, 
When  the  last  loud  trumpet,  sounding, 

Shall  awake  from  earth  and  sea 
All  the  saints  of  God  now  sleeping, 

Clad  in  immortality. 

4  Watchman,  lo !  the  land  we'renearing, 

With  its  vernal  fruits  and  flowers, 
On  just  yonder ;  oh,  how  cheering 

Bloom  for  ever  Eden's  bowers ! 
Hark !  the  choral  strains  there  ringing, 

Wafted  on  the  balmy  air; 
See  the  millions !  hear  them  singing  I 

Soon  the  pilgrims  will  be  there. 


No.  58. 

1  And  may  I  still  get  there  ? 
Still  reach  the  heavenly  shore? 

The  land  for  ever  bright  and  fair, 
Where  sorrow  reigns  no  more ! 
CHO.-There'll  be  no  sorrow  there, 
There'll  be  no  sorrow  there ; 
In  heav'n  above,  where  all  is  love 
There'll  be  no  sorrow  there. 

2  Shall  I,  unworthy  I, 
To  fear  and  doubting  given, 

Mount  up  at  last,  and  happy  fly, 
On  angel's  wings  to  heaven  ?'  Cho. 

3  Hail,  love  divine  and  pure. 
Hail,  mercy  from  the  skies  ! 

My  hopes  are  bright,  and  now  secure 
Upborne  by  faith  I  rise.  Cho. 

4  I  part  with  earth  and  sin, 
And  shout  the  danger's  past  > 

My  Saviour  takes  me  fully  in, 
And  I  am  His  at  last.  Cho. 
JSTo.  59. 

1  O  happy,  happy  place, 
Where  saints  and  angels  meet ! 

There  we  shall  see  each  other's  face, 
And  all  our  brethren  greet. 

2  The  Church  of  the  first-born, 
We  shall  with  them  be  blest, 

And,  crown' d  with  endless  joy,  re- 
To  our  eternal  rest.  [turn 

3  With  joy  we  shall  behold, 
In  yonder  blest  abode, 

The  patriarchs  and  prophets  old, 
And  all  the  saints  of  God. 

is^o.  eo. 

1  Jesus,  my  all,  to  heav'n  is  gone, — 
He,  whom  I  fix  my  hope  upon ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  Him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, — 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment,- 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness, 
I'll  go,  for  all  His  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought. 
And  mourn' d  becausel  found  it  not, 
My  grief  a  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  was  not  saved  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, — 
Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way. 


<14.) 


5  Lo!  glad  I  come;  and  Thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  Thee,  as  I  am ; 
Nothing  but  sin  have  I  to  give, — 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found ; 
I'll  point  to  Thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say, — Behold  the  way  to  God. 

INTo.  61. 

1  My  body  soul,  and  spirit, 
Jesus,  I  give  to  Thee, 

A  consecrated  off'ring, 
Thine  evermore  to  be. 
Cho. — My  all  is  on  the  altar, 

I'm  waiting  for  the  fire ; 

"Waiting,  waiting,  waiting, 

I'm  waiting  for  the  fire. 

2  O  Jesus,  mighty  Saviour, 

I  trust  in  Thy  great  Name, 
I  look  for  Thy  salvation, 
Thy  promise  now  I  claim.  Cho. 

3  Oh,  let  the  fire  descending 
Just  now  upon  my  soul, 

Consume  my  humble  offering,     [Cho. 
And  cleanse  and  make  me  whole.- 

4  I'm  Thine,  0  blessed  Jesus, 
Wash'd  by  Thy  precious  blood, 

Now  seal  me  by  Thy  Spirit 
A  sacrifice  to  God.  Cho. 

No.  62. 

1  To  the  hall  of  the  feast  came  the  sin- 

ful and  fair, 
She  heard  in  the  city  that  Jesus  was 

there ; 
Unheeding  the  splendour  that  blaz'd 

on  the  board, 
She  silently  knelt  at  the  feet  of  the 

Lord. 

2  The  frown  and    the    murmur   went 

round  through  them  all, 
That  one  so  unhallowed  should  tread 

in  that  hall ; 
And  some  said  the  poor  would  be  ob- 
jects more  meet, 
As   the  wealth  of  her  perfume  she 
showered  on  His  feet. 

3  She  heard  but  the  Saviour — she  spoke 

but  with  tears ; 
She  dared  not  look  up  to  the  heaven 
of  His  eyes, 


And  the  hot  tears  gushed  forth  at 
each  heave  of  her  breast, 

As  her  lips  to  His  sandals  were  throb- 
bingly  pressed. 

4  In  the  sky  after  tempest,  as  shineth 

the  bows, 
In  the  glare  of  the  sunbeams  as  melt- 

eth  the  snows, 
He  looked  on  the  lost  one,  "her  sins 

were  forgiven," 
And  Mary  went  forth  in  the  beauty 

of  heaven. 

No.  63. 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious -way, 
His  wonders  to  perform  ; 

He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 
Of  never-failing  skill, 

He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sov'reign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  : 
The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 

Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 
But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 

Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 
Unfolding  every  hour: 

The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  svveet'will  be  the  flower. 

No.  64. 

1  Oh,  when  shall  we  sweetly  remove, 
Oh,  when  shall  we  enter  our  rest, — 

Return  to  the  Zion  above, 

The  mother  of  spirits  distressed  ; — 
That  city  of  God  the  great  King, 

Where  sorrow  and  death  are  no  more, 
Where  saints  our  Immanuel  sing. 

And  cherub  and  seraph  adore  I 

2  But  angels  themselves  cannot  tell 
The  joys  of  that  holiest  place, 

Where  Jesus  is  pleased  to  reveal 
The  bight  of  His  heavenly  face : 

When,  caught  in  the  rapturous  flamo, 
The  sight  beatific  they  prove ; 

And  walk  in  the  light  of  the  Lamb, 
Enjoying  the  beams  of  His  love. 


(15.) 


3  Thou  know'st  in  the  spirit  of  prayer 

"We  long  Thy  appearing  to  see, 
Resign'd  to  the  burden  we  bear, 

But  longing  to  triumph  with  Thee: 
'Tis  good  at  Thy  word  to  be  here; 

'Tis  better  in  Thee  to  bo  gone, 
And  see  Thee  in  glory  appear, 

And  rise  to  a  share  in  Thy  throne. 

No.  65. 

1  How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 
When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see ! 

Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet 
flowers, 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me ; 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  Him, 

December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

2  His  Name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 
And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice ; 

His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 
And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice : 

I  should,  were  He  always  thus  nigh, 
Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear; 

No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, — 
My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 

3  Content  with  beholding  His  face, 
My  all  to  His  pleasure  resign 'd, 

No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Woula  make  any  change  in  my  mind : 

While  blest  with  a  sense  of  His'love, 
A  palace  a  toy  would  appear ; 

And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 
If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 


4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  Thine, 

If  Thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine  ? 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long  ? 
0  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky ; 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore ; 
Or  take  me  to  Thee  up  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

No.  66. 

1  I'm  but  a  stranger  here, 

Heav'n  is  my  home ; 
Eai'th  is  a  desert  drear, 

Heav'n  is  my  home ; 
Danger  and  sorrow  stand, 

Round  me  on  ev'ry  hamd ; 
Heav'n  is  my  fatherland, 

Heav'n  is  my  home. 


2  What  though  the  tempest  rage, 

Heaven  is  my  home ; 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
Time's  cold  and  wintry  blast 

Soon  will  be  overpast ; 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last. 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

3  There,  at  my  Saviour's  side, 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
I  shall  be  glorified, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 
There  are  the  good  and  blest 

Those  1  loved  most  and  best, 
There  too  I  soon  shall  rest, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

No.  67. 

1  Keep  praying  at  the  door, 
And  knocking  while  you  pray, 

Nor  tremble,  tho'  the  tempter's  voice 

Would  fright  your  soul  away. 

REF.-Keep  praying  at  the  door, 

Still  praying  at  the  door  ; 

Though  long  the  answer  is  delay'd, 

Keep  praying  at  the  door. 

2  The  Lord  will  surely  come, 
His  promise  cannot  fail ; 

Oh,  knock  and  pray,  and  plead,  and  call, 
The  prayer  will  yet  prevail.    Bef. 

3  Thy  door  will  open  wide, 
And  thou  shalt  enter  in, 

And  from  the  Holy  One  receive 
A  pardon  for  thy  sin.    Hef. 

INTo.  68. 


Though  troubles  assail,  and  dangers 

affright, 
Though  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes 

ail  unite, 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us,  whatever 

betide, 
The  promise  assures  us — The  Lord 

will  provide. 
The  birds,   without   bam   or   store- 
house, are  fed ; 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  for 

our  bread : 
His  saints  what  is  fitting  shall  ne'er 

be  denied, 
So  long  as   'tis  written, — The  Lord 

will  provide. 
3  When  Satan  appears  to  stop  up  our 

path, 
(16.) 


And  filh?  us  with  fears,  wo  triumph 

by  faith ; 
He  cannot  take  from  us  (though  oft 

he  has  tried) 
The    heart-cheering    promise,  —  The 

Lord  will  provide. 
4  He  tell  us  we're  weak, — our  hope  is  in 

vain ; 
The  good  that  we  seek  we  ne'er  shall 

obtain : 
But  when  such  suggestions  our  graces 

have  tried, 
This  answers  all  questions, — The  Lord 

will  provide. 

JSO.  69. 

1  I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger, 
I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night ; 

Do  not  detain  me,  for  I  am  going 
To  where  the  fountains  are  ever  flowing. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I'm  a  stranger, 
I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night  ; 

2  There  the  glory  is  ever  shining ; 
I  am  longing,  I  am  longing  for  the 

Bight; 
Here  in  this  country  so  dark  and  dreary, 
I  have  been  wand'ring  forlorn  and  weary. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  <fcc. 

3  There's  the  city  to  which  I  journey ; 
My  lledeemerf  my  Eedeemer  is  *  its 

light ; 
There  is  no  sorrow,  nor  any  sighing, 
There  is' no  sin  there,  nor  any  dying. 
I'm  a  pilgrim,  <fcc. 

No.  70. 

1  Oh,  let  not  your  nearts  be  troubled, 
Neither  let  them  be  afraid. 

For,  behold  !  the  bridegroom  cometh,   '  I 

In  His  wedding  robes  arrayed. 
Cho. — There  is  joy  for  the  ransomed,      j 
There  is  joy  for  the  ransomed, 
There  is  joy  for  the  ransomed, 
There  is  joy  for  you. 

2  Let  me  drink  sweet  draughts  of  mercy 
From  the  fountain  flowing  free, 

Let  me  drink  and  live  for  ever 

Where  my  Saviour  I  may  see.  Cho. 

3  Tell  me  not,  ye  weary-laden, 
There  is  nought  but  sorrow  here, 

For  the  Lord  hath  sent  His  angels. 
And  His  chosen  need  not  fear.  Cho. 


4  Keep  your  lamps  well  trimmed  and 
burning 

And  the  wedding  garments  on, 
For  there's  none  that  know  the  mom  en ' 

Of  the  coming  of  the  Son.  Cho. 

Xo.  71. 

1  When  shall  we  meet  again  ? — 
Meet  ne'er  to  sever? 

When  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  for  ever  ? 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes — 

Never — no,  never ! 

2  "When  shall  love  freely  flow 
Pure  as  life's  river  ? 

"When  shall  sweet  friendship  glow 

Changeless  for  ever? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 
"Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill, 

Never — no,  never ! 

3  Up  to  that  world  of  light 
Take  us,  dear  Saviour ; 

May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happv  for  ever : 
"Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel, 

Never — no,  never ! 

IS To.  72. 

1  One  sweetly  solemn  thought 
Comes  to  me  o'er  and  o'er: 

I'm  nearer  home  to-day,  to-day, 

Than  I  have  been  before. 
Clio. -Nearer  my  home,  nearermy  home, 
Nearer  my  home  to-day.  to-day, 
Than  I  have  been  before. 

2  Nearer  my  Father's  house, 
Where  many  mansions  be, 

Nearer  the  great  white  throne  to-day, 
Nearer  the  crystal  sea.  Cho. 

3  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 
Where  burdens  are  laid  down, 

Nearer  to  leave  the  cross  to-day, 
And  nearer  to  the  crown.  Cho. 

4  But  lying  dark  between. 
And  winding  through  the  night. 

;The  deep  and  unknown  stream  to-day, 
I     Crossed  ere  we  reach  the  light.  Cho. 


(17.) 


5  Jesus,  confirm  rny  trust; 

Strengthen  the  hand  of  faith 
To  feel  Thee  when  I  stand  to-day 
Upon  the  shore  of  death.  Gho. 
C  Be  near  me  when  my  feet 
Are  slipping  o'er  tho  brink; 
For  I  a  m  nearer  home  to-day, 
Perhaps,  than  now  I  think.  Gho. 

No.  73. 

1  Who  are  these  in  bright  array, 

This  exulting,  happy  throng, 
Round  the  altar  night  and.  day, 

Hymning  one  triumphant  song? 
Worthy  is  the  Lamb,  once  slain, 

Blessing,  honour,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches  to  obtain, 

New  dominion  every  hour. 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod ; 

These  from  great  afflictions  came  ; 
Now,  before  the  throne  of  God, 

Sealed  with  His  almighty  Xanie : 
.  Clad  in  raiment  pure  and.  white, 

Victor  palms  in  every  hand : 
Thro'  their  great  Redeemer's  might, 

More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease  unknown, 

On  immortal  fruits  they  feed : 
Then  the  Lamb,  amidst  the  throne, 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead : 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs : 

Perfect  love  dispels  all  fears ; 
And  forever  from  their  eyes, 

God  shall  wipe  away  their  tears. 

No.  74. 

1  Out  on  an  ocean  all  boundless  we  ride, 

We're  homeward  bound, 
Toss'd  on  the  waves  of  a  rough  restless 
We're  homeward  bound,  [tide, 
Far  frOm  the  safe, quite  harbour  we  rode, 
Seeking  our  Father's  celestial  abode, 
Promise  of  which  on  us  each  He  be- 
We're  homeward,  bound,        [stow'd, 

2  Wildly  the  storm  sweeps  us  on  as  it 

We're  homeward  bound,        [roars  ; 

Look !  yonder  lie  the  bright  heavenly 

We're  homeward  bound ;      [shores  ; 

Steady  !  O  pilot !  stand  firm  at  the  wheel, 

Steady !  we  soon  shall  outweather  the 

gale, 
Oh !  how  we  fly  'Death  the  loud  creaking 
Were  homeward  bound,        [sail;' 


3  We'll  tell  the  world,  as  we  journey 
along, 

We're  homeward  bound; 
Try  to  persuade   thein    to   enter  our 
throng, 

We're  homeward  bound ; 
Come,  trembling  sinner,  forlorn  and 

oppressed, 
Join  in  our  number, — oh,  come  and  be 

blest! 
Journey  with  us  to  the  mansions  of 
rest, 

We're  homeward  bound. 

4  Into  the  harbor  of  heaven  now  we 
glide, 

We're  home  at  last; 
Softly  we  drift  on  its  bright  silver  tide, 

We're  home  at  last; 
Glory  to  God  !  all  our  dangers  are  o'er ; 
We  stand  secure  on  the  glorified  shore; 
Glory  to  God  !  we  will  shout  evermore, 

We're  home  at  last. 

No.  75. 

1  Take  the  name  of  Jesus  with  you, 

Child  of  sorrow  and  of  woe  : 
It  will  joy  and  comfort  give  you — 
Take  it,  then,  where'er  you  go. 
Cho.— Precious  name,  O  how  sweet! 
Hope  of  earth  and  joy  of  heaven  ; 
Precious  name,  O  how  sweet! 
Hope  of  earth  and  joy  of  heaven. 

2  Take  the  name  of  Jesus  ever, 

As  a  shield  from  every  snare  ; 
If  temptations  ronnd  you  gather, 
Breathe  that  holy  name  in  prayer. 
Cho. — Precious  name,  O  how  sweet, 
Hope  of  earth  and  joy  of  heaven. 

3  Oh,  the  precious  name  of  Jesus  ! 

How  it  thrills  our  souls  with  joy, 
When  his  loving  arms  receive  as, 
And  his  songs  our  tongues  employ  .' 
Cho. — Precious  name,  O  how  sweet  I 
Hope  of  earth  and  joy  of  heaven. 

4  At  the  name  of  Jesus  bowing, 

Falling  prostrate  at  his  feet, 
King  of  kings  in  heaven  we  '11  crown 

him. 
When  our  journey  is  complete. 
Cho.— Precious  name,  O  how  sweet! 
Hope  of  earth  and  joy  of  heaven. 


(18.) 


n  o.  7«. 

1  I  would  not  live  alway ;  I  ask  not  to 

stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark 

o'er  the  way ; 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on 

lis  here 
Are  enough  for  life's  joys,  full  enough 

for  its  cheer. 


4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow. 
Each  chord  on  earth  to  sever, 

Our  King  says  come,   and   there's  our 
home, 
For  ever !  oh,  for  ever !   Cho. 


2  I  would  not  live  alway ;  no — welcome; 

the  tomb  ! 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread 

not  its  gloom : 
There  sweet  be  my  rest  till  He  bid  me 

arise, 
To  hail  Him  in  triumph  descending 

the  skies. 


No.  78. 

1  Ah  !  this  heart  is  void  and  chill, 
'Mid  earth's  noisy  throngings,- 
For  my  Father's  mansions  still 
Earnestly  is  longing. 
REF.-Looking  home,  looking  home 

T' wards  the  heavenly  mansions 
Jesus  hath  prepar'd  for  me 
In  His  Father's  kingdom. 


3  Who,  who  would  live    alway,  away 

froin  His  God — 
Awav  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful 

abode, 
Where  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  bright 

o'er  the  plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally 

reigns  ? 

4  There  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony 

meet, 

Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transport- 
ed to  greet ; 

While  anthems  of  rapture  unceasing- 
ly roll, 

And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast 
of  the  soul. 

No.  77. 

1  My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 
And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger, 

Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly — 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 

Cho.  For  now  we   stand  on  Jordan's 
Our  friends  are  passing  over ;  [strand, 

And  just  before  tbe  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 

2  We'll  gird  our   loms,   my    brethren 

dear, 
Our  heavenly  home  discerning : 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word, 
Let  every  lamp  be  burning.    Cho. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 
We  need  not  cease  our  singing ; 

That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest 
Where  golden  harps  are  ringing.  Cho. 


2  Soon  the  glorious  day  will  dawn, 
Heavenly  pleasures  bringing ; 

Xi^ht  will  be  exchanged  for  morn, 
Sighs  give  place  to  singing.   Rcj\ 

3  Oh  !  to  be  at  home  again. 
All  for  which  we're  sighing. 

From  all  earthly  want  and  pain 

To  be  swiftly  flying.   Ilef. 

|4  Blessed  home !  oh,  blessed  home  ! 

All  for  which  we're  sighing, 

Soon  our  Lord  will  bid  us  come 

To  our  Father's  kingdom.   Fef. 

No.  79. 

1  Guide  me,  0  Thou  great  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  thro'  this  barren  land  : 

1  am  weak,  but  Thou  art  mighty ; 
Hold  me  with  Thy  powerful  hand: 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 
Whence  the  healing  waters  flow ; 

Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 
Lead  me  all  my  journey  through: 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  Thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside ; 

Bear  me  through  the  swelling  current, 
Land  me  safe  en  Canaan's  side  ; 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  Thee. 

No.  80. 

1  Awake,  mv  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me : 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  free ! 
His  loving-kindness,  loving  kindness, 
His  loving  kindness,  oh,  how  free ! 


(19.) 


2  He  saw  me  ruined  by  the  fall, 
Yet  loved  mo,  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate ; 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  great! 

3  Tho'  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along : 

His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  strong  ! 

4  I  often  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Saviour  to  depart ; 
But  though  I  oft  have  him  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

5  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail ; 
Oh,  may  my  last,  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

JNo.  81. 

1  Come,  brethren,  don't  grow  weary, 

But  let  us  journey  on  ; 
The  moments  will  not  tarry ; 
This  life  will  soon  be  gone : 
The  passing  scenes  all  tell  us 

That  death  will  surely  come ; 
These  bodies  soon  will  moulder 
In  th'  dark  and  weary  tomb : 
CHO.-There  is  sweet  rest  in  heaven, 
There  is  sweet  rest  in  heaven, 
There  is  sweet  rest,  there  is  sweet  rest, 
There  is  sweet  rest  in  heaven. 

2  Loved  ones  have  gone  before  us, 

They  beckon  us  away, 
O'er  aerial  plains  they're  soaring, 

Blest  in  eternal  day ; 
But  we  are  in  the  army, 

And  dare  not  leave  our  post  ; 
We'll  fight  until  we  conquer 

The  foes'  most  mighty  host.    Cho. 

3  Our  Captain's  °;one  before  us, 

He  kindly  calls  us  home 
To  yonder  world  of  glory, 

And  sweetly  bids  us  come. 
The  world,  the  flesh,  and  Satau, 

Will  strive  to  hedge  our  "way, 
But  we'll  o'ercome  these  powers, 

If  we  hourly  watch  and  pray.    Cho. 

JSTo.  82. 

I  Beautiful  Zion,  built  above, 
Beautiful  city  that  I  love 
Beautiful  gates  of  pearly  white, 
Beautiful  temple — God  its  light. 


2  Beautiful  heaven,  where  all  js  liglt, 
Beautiful  angels,  clothed  in  white, 
Beautiful  strains,  that  never  tire. 
Beautiful  harps  through  all  the  choir 
Beautiful  crowns  on  every  brow, 
Beautiful  palms  the  conquerors  show 
Beautiful  robes  the  ransomed  wear, 
Beautiful  all  who  enter  there. 

4  Beautiful  throne  of'Christ  our  King, 
Beautiful  songs  the  angels  sing, 
Beautiful  rest,  all  wandering  cease, 
Beautiful  home  of  perfect  peace. 

]No.  83. 

1  Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river, 
Where  the  surges  cease  to  roll  ? 

Where,  in  all  the  bright  forever, 
Sorrow  ne'er  shall  press  the  soul  ? 

CHO.-Shall  we  meet  ?  shall  we  meet  ? 
Shall  we  meet  beyond  the  river, 
Where  the  surges  cease  to  roll  ? 

2  Shall  we  meet  in  that  blest  harbour, 
When  our  stormy  voyage  is  o'er  ? 

Shall  we  meet  and'cast  the  anchor 
By  the  fair  celestial  shore  ?   Cho. 

3  Shall  we  meet  in  yonder  city, 
Where  the  towers  of  crystal  shine, 

Where  the  walls  are  all  of  jasper, 
Built  by  workmanship  divine  ?  Cho. 

4  Where  the  music  of  the  ransomed 
Rolls  its  harmony  around, 

And  creation  swells  the  chorus, 
With  its  sweet  melodious  sound? 

5  Shall  we  meet  with  many  a  loved  one, 
That  was  torn  from  our  embrace? 

Shall  we  listen  to  their  voices, 
And  behold  them  face  to  face  ? 

6  Shall  we  meet  with  Christ  our  Saviour, 
When  He  comes  to  claim  His  own  ? 

Shall  we  know  His  blessed  favour, 
And  sit  down  upon  the  throne? 

ISTo.  84,. 

1  0  happy  day,  that  fix'd  my  choice 

On  Thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 

And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 
Cno.  Happy  day,  happy  'Jay, 
When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away; 
He  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray. 
And  live  rejoicing  ev'ry  day  : 
Happy  day,  happy  day, 
When  Jesus  washed  my  sins  away. 


(30.) 


2  O  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 
To  Hiin  who  iDerits  all  my  love; 

Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  His  house, 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 
Happy  day,  happy  nay,  <fcc. 

3  'T  is  done. the  great  transaction's  done, 
I  am  my  Lord's,  and  He  is  mine ; 

He  drew  me,  and  I  folio  w'd  on, 
Charm'd  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 
Happy  day,  happy  day,  Sec. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart ; 
Fix'd  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest ; 

Nor  ever  from  thy  Lord  depart : 
"With  Him  of  every  good  possess* d. 
Happy  day,  happy  day,  Sic. 

5  High  Heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn 

vow, 
That  vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear, 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow." 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 
Happy  day,  happy  day,  &c. 


No.  85. 

1  "Land  ahead!"  Its  fruits  are  waving 
O'er  the  hills  of  fadeless  green  ; 

And  the  living  waters  laving 
Shores  where  heav'niy  forms  are  seen. 

Cho.  Rocks  and  storms  I  fear  no  more. 
When  on  that  eternal  shore, 
Drop  the  anchor  !  furl  the  sail ! 
I  am  safe  within  the  veil. 

2  Onward,  bark !  the  cape  I'm  rounding, 
See  the  blessed  wave  their  hands  ; 

Hear  the  harps  of  God  resounding 
From  the  bright  immortal  bands.  Cho. 

3  There,  let  go  the  anchor,  riding 
On  this  calm  and  silv'ry  bay  ; 

Sea- ward  fast  the  tide  is  gliding, 
Shores  in  sunlight  stretch  away.  Cho. 

4  "Now  we're  safe  from  all  temptation, 
All  the  storms  of  life  are  past ; 

Praise  the  rock  of  our  salvation, 
We  are  safely  home  at  last ;    Cho. 

T^o.  86. 

1  Hail,  my  ever  blessed  Jesus  ! 
Only  Thee  I  wish  to  sing; 
To  my  soul  Thy  name  is  precious. 

Thou  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 
Oh,  what  mercy  flows  from  heaven! 

Oh,  what  joy' and  happiness! 
Love  I  much.  I've  much  foi'Lriveu — 
I'm  a  miracle  of  grace  !  etc. 

(21.) 


2  Once  with  Adam's  race  in  ruin, 

Unconcerned  in  sin  I  lay ; 
Swift  destruction  still  pursuing, 

Till  my  Saviour  passed  that  way. 
Witness  all  ye  hosts  of  heaven 

My  Redeemer's  tenderness ; 
Love  I  much,  I've  much  forgiven — 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace !   etc. 

3  Sli out.  ye  bright,  angelic  choir, 

Praise  the  Lamb  enthroned  above. 
Whilst,  astonished,  I  admire 

God's  free  grace  and  boundless  love 
That  blest  moment  I  received  Him. 

Pilled  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace; 
Love  I  much.  I've  much  forgiven — 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace  ! 

:Xo.  87. 

Hark  the  notes  of  angels,  singing, 

Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb  ! 
All  in  heaven  their  tribute  bringing, 

Raising  high  the  Saviour's  name. 
Ye  for  whom  His  life  was  given, 

Sacred  themes  to  you  belong : 
Come,  assist  the  choir  of  heaven  ; 

Join  the  everlasting  song. 


Fill'd  with  holy  emulation, 

We  unite  with  those  above: 
Sweet  the  theme — a  free  salvation — 

Fruit  of  everlasting  love. 
Endless  life  in  Him  possessing. 

Let  us  praise  His  precious  name  ; 
!     Glory,  honour,  power,  and  blessing, 

Be  forever  to  the  Lamb. 

No.  88. 

1  Hasten,  Lord,  the  glorious  time, 
When,  beneath  Messiah's  sway, 

Ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  clime, 
Shall  the  gospel  call  obey. 

j     Mightiest  kings  His  pow'r  shall  own  ; 
Heathen  trib.es  His  Name  adore ; 

I     Satan  and  his  host,  o'erthrown, 

Bound  in  chains,  shall  hurt  no  more. 

2  Then  shall  wars  and  tumults  cease  ; 
Then  be  banished  grief  and  pain  ; 

Righteousness,  and  joy,  and  peace, 
Undisturbed,  shall  ever  reign. 

Bless  we.  then,  our  gracicus  Lord  ; 
Ever  praise  His  glorieas  Xame  ; 

All  His  mighty  acts  record.— 
All  His  wondrous  love  proclaim. 


No.  89. 

1  Hark !  the  song  of  jubilee ; 

Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore : 
Hallelujah !  for  the  Lord 

God  omnipotent  shall  reign ; 
Hallelujah  !  let  the  word 

Echoround  the  earth  and  main. 

No.  90. 

1  When  we  pass  thro'  yonder  river, 
When  we  reach  the  farther  shore, 

There's  an  end  of  war  for  ever ; 
We  shall  see  our  foes  no  more  : 
|| :  All  our  conflicts  then  shall  cease,  : 
Followed  by  eternal  peace. 

2  After  warfare,  rest  is  pleasant ; 
Oh,  how  sweet  the  prospect  is ! 

Though  we  toil  and  strive  at  present, 
Let  us  not  repine  ab  this  ; 
|| :  Toil,  and  pain,  and  conflict  pass,  :|| 
All  endear  repose  at  last. 

3  When  we  gain  the  heavenly  regions, 
When  we  touch  the  heavenly  shore- 
Blessed  thought — no  hostile  legions 

Can  alarm  or  trouble  more : 
||:Far  beyond  the  reach  of  foes,  :|| 
We  shall  dwell  in  sweet  repose. 

4  O  that  hope;  how  bright,  how  glorious 
'Tis  His  people's  blest  reward  ; 

In  the  Saviour's  strength  victorious, 
They  at  length  behold  their  Lord : 
|| :  In  His  kingdom  they  shall  rest,  :|| 
In  His  love  be  fully  blest. 

No.  oi. 

1  Stand  up  for  Jesus,  Christian,  stand ! 
Firm  as  a  rock  on  ocean's  strand ! 
Beat  back  the  waves  of  sin  that  roll, 
Like  raging  floods,  around  thy  soul ! 

CHORUS.  . 

Stand  up  for  Jesus,  nobly  stand ! 
Firm  as  a  rock  on  ocean's  strand ! 
Stand  up,  His  righteous  cause  defend ; 
Stand  up  for  Jesus,  your  best  Friend. 

2  Stand  up  for  Jesus,  Christian,  stand ! 
So und  forth  His  Name  o'er  sea  and 

land  ! 
Spread  ye  His  glorious  Word  abroad 
Till  all  tin  world  shall  own  Him  Lord ! 
Oho 


3  Stand  up  for  Jesus,  Christian,  stand! 
Lift  high  the  cross  with  steadfast  hand: 
Till  heathen  lauds  with  wondering  eye 
Its  rising  glory  shall  descry.  Cho. 

4  Stand  up  for  Jesus,  Christian,  stand  ! 
Soon  with  the  blest  immortal  band 
AVe'll  dwell  for  aye,  life's  journey  o'er, 
In  realms  of  light  on  heaven's  bright 

shore.    Cho. 

No.  92. 

1  Listen  to  theLgentle  promptings 

Of  the  Spirit's  warning  voice; 
Will  ye  heed  His  solemn  warnings  ? 
Can  ye  slight  His  wond'rous  love  ? 

2  Sweetly  calling  on  the  erring, 

Paivlons  offered  without  price  ; 
Come,  and  round  the  altar  kneeling, 
Oh,  receive  the  offered  grace. 

3  Joy  and  hope  the  troubled  conscience 

Will  allay  the  soothing  peace ; 

Press  ye,  then,  to  realms  of  glory ; 

Bun  with  joy  the  offered  race. 

4  Hesitate  no  longer,  sinner, 

Lest  the  Spirit,  sad  and  grieved, 
Should  forsake  thee  now  and  ever, 
Never  more  to  be  deceived. 

No.  93. 

1  Jesus,  while  our  hearts  are  bleeding 

O'er  the  spoils  that  death  has  won, 
We  would,  at  this  solemn  meeting, 
Calmly  say, — Thy  will  be  done. 

2  Tho'  cast  down,  we're  not  forsaken ; 

Though  afflicted,  not  alone : 
Thou  didst  give,  and  Thou  hast  taken  ; 
Blessed  Lord, — Thy  will  be  done. 

3  By  Thy  hands  the  boon  was  given  ; 

Thou  hast  taken  but  Thine  own: 
Lord  of  earth,  and  God  of  heaven, 
Evermore, — Thy  will  be  done. 

No.  94. 

1  We're  travTing  home  to  heav'n  above 
Will  you  go  ?  Will  you  go  ? 

To  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love ; 
Will  you  go  ?  Will  you  go  ? 

Millions  have  reach' d  that  blest  abode. 

Anointed  kings  and  priests  to  God; 

And  millions  more  are  on  the  road, 
Will  you  go  ?  Will  you  go  I 


(22.) 


2  "We're  going  to   walk  the  plains  of 

lteht ;  Will  you  go  ? 
Far,  tar  from  the  curse  of  death  and 

night ;  Will  you  go  ? 
The  crown  of  life  we  then  shall  wear, 
The  conqueror's  palm  we  then  shall 

bear, 
And  all  the  joys  of  heaven  we'L  share 

Will  you  go  ? 

3  The  way  to  heaven  is   straight   and 

plain  ;  Will  you  go  ? 
Repent,  believe,  be  born  again ; 

Will  you  go  ? 
The  Saviour  cries  aloud  to  thee, 
"  Take  up  your  cross  and  follow  Me, 
And  thou  shalt  My  salvation  see." 

Will  you  go  ? 

4  Oh,  could  I  hear  some  sinner  say, 

''I  will  go  ;" 
Oh,  could  I  hear  him  humbly  pray, 

"Make  me  go;" 
Ami  all  his  old  companions  tell, 
"I  will' not  go  with  you  to  hell, 
I  long  with  Jesus  Christ  to  dwell ; 

Let  me  go." 

JVo.  OCi. 

1  Sweet  land  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh  ! 

When  will  the  moment  come, 
When  I  shall  lay  my  armour  by, 
|| :  And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home;  :|| 
When  I  shall  lay  my  armour  by, 

And  dwell  with  Clrrist  at  home. 

2  Kb  tranquil  joys  on  earth  I  know, 

Eo  peaceful," sheltering  dome; 
This  world's  a  wilderness  of  woe, 
||:  This  world  is  not  my  home;  :|| 
This  world's  a  wilderness  of  woe, 

This  world  is  not  my  home. 

3  To  Jesus  Christ  I  sought  for  rest, 

He  bade  me  cease  to  roam ; 
But  fly  for  succor  to  His  breast, 
|| :  And  He'd  conduct  me  home  ;  :|| 
But  fly  for  succor  to  His  breast, 

And  He'd  conduct  me  home. 


^o.  96. 

1  Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Jov  of  heaven  to  earth  come  down, 
Fix  in  us  Thy  humble  dwelling; 

All  Thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Jesus,  Thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure  unbounded  love  Thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  Thy  salvation ; 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 


:  Weary  of  wand'ring  round  and  round 

This  vale  of  sin  and  gloom, 

I  long  to  leave  th'unhallowed  ground, 

|| :  And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home  ;  :|| 

I  long  to  leave  th'unhallowed  ground, 

Ard  dwell  with  Christ  at  homo. 

(23.) 


2  Breathe,  oh,  breathe  Thy  loving  Spirit 
Into  every  troubled  breast : 

Let  us  all  Thy  grace  inherit, 
Let  us  find  "Thy  promised  rest ; 

Take  away  the  love  of  sinning, 
Take  our  load  of  guilt  away  ; 

End  the  work  of  Thy  beginning, 
Bring  us  to  eternal  day. 

3  Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 
Let  us  all  Thy' life  receive  ; 

Suddenly  return,  and  never, 
Never  more  Thy  temples  leave ; 

Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 
Serve  Thee  as  Thy  hosts  above, 

Pray  and  praise  Thee  without  ceasing, 
Glory  in  Thy  perfect  love. 

:sro.  97. 

1  Vain  are  all  terrestrial  pleasures ; 
Mix'd  with  dross  the  purest  gold, 

Seek  we  then  for  heavenly  treasures,— 
Treasures  never  waxing  old. 

Let  our  best  affections  centre 
On  the  things  around  the  throne : 

There  no  thiei'  can  ever  enter ; 
Moth  and  rust  are  there  unknown. 

2  Earthly  joys  no  longer  please  us  ; 
Here  would  we  renounce  them  all ; 

Seek  our  only  rest  in  Jesus, — 
Him  our  Lord  and  Master  call. 

Faith,  our  languid  spirits  cheering, 
Points  to  brighter  worlds  above ; 

Bids  us  look  for  His  appearing ; 
Bids  us  triumph  in  His  love. 

3  May  our  light  be  always  burning, 
And  our  loins  be  girded  round, 

Waiting  for  our  Lord's  returning',— 
Longing  for  the  welcome  sound. 

Thus  the^Christian  life  adorning, 
Never  need  we  be  afraid, 

Should  He  con.ie  at  night  or  morning, 
Early  dawn,  or  evening  shade. 


INTo.  98. 

1  The  pearly  gates  are  open  wide, 
I  see  the  bright  array; 

On  either  side  the  angels  glide, 

To  keep  the  shining  way. 
And  Zion's  children  learn  to  find 

The  way  by  angels  trod. 
Where  Christ's  redeeiu'd  in  union  walk 

The  shining  way  of  God. 

2  "When    storms    arise,   and    darkness 
The  faithful  pilgrim's  way,       [cloud; 

The  angels  glide  on  either  side, 

To  drive  the  clouds  away. 
And  brighter  gleams  the  morning  light 

Behind  the  gentle  rod  ; 
For  Christ's  redeemed  more  clearly  see 

The  shining  way  of  God. 

3  And    soon    they    walk     the    golden 
Not  slighted  and  alone,        [streets, — 

On  either  side  the  angels  glide, 

To  lead  them  to  the  throne : 
And  there  they  wear  a  starry  crown, 

While  mortals  tire  and  plod ; 
For  Christ's  redeemed  are  kings  who 

The  shiuiug  way  of  God.  [praise 

No.  99. 

1  Earth's  stormy  night  will  soon  be  o'er, 
The  raging  wind  shall  cease; 

The  Christian's  bark  will  reach  the  shore 

Of  heaven's  eternal  peace; 
E'en  now  the  distant  rays  appear, 

To  chase  the  gloom  of  night, 
The  Sun  of  Righteousness  is  near, 

And  terrors  take  their  flight. 

2  The  precious  jewels  Jesus  sent 
To  be  our  solace  here, 

Were  only  for  a  season  lent' 
They're  shining  brighter  there. 

And  we  shall  soon  their  lovely  forms 
In  glorious  robes  behold  ; 

Shall  sing  with  them  in  angels'  songs, 
With  harps  of  shining  gold. 

3  Earth's  shadowy  years  will  soon  be 
Heaven's  blissful  morn  arise,    [o'er — 

And  sorrow's  night  will  then  no  more 

O'ercloud  onr  weeping  eyes. 
Then  will  the  Lord  of  life  and  love 

Unveil  His  beaming  face ; 
And  never  from  our  sight  remove 

The  bright  celestial  "rays. 

4  In  that  blest  place  no  loved  ones  part; 
No  mourning  there,  no  sighs; 

(24.) 


For  God  Himself  will  gently  wipe 
All  sorrow  from  their  eyes. 

There  everlasting  peace  and  joy, 
And  transport  shall  bo  thine ; 

Praise  shall  our  utmost  power  employ 
In  melody  divine. 

No.  lOO. 

1  Jesus,  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
To  Thee  for  help  we  fly : 

Thy  little  flock  in  safety"  keep. 

For  0  !  the  wolf  is  nigh. 
He  comes,  of  hellish  malice  full, 

To  scatter,  tear,  and  slay ; 
He  seizes  every  straggling  soul 

As  his  own  lawful  prey. 

2  TJs  into  Thy  protection  take, 
And  gather  with  Thine  arm ; 

Unless  the  fold  we  first  forsake, 
The  wolf  can  never  harm. 

We  laugh  to  scorn  his  cruel  power, 
While  by  our  Shepherd's  side; 

The  sheep  he  never  can  devour, 
Unless  he  first  divide. 

3  O  do  no  not  suffer  him  to  part 
The  souls  that  here  agree  ; 

But  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart. 

And  keep  us  one  in  Thee. 
Together  let  us  sweetly  live, — 

Together  let  us  die ; 
And  each  a  starry  crown  receive, 

And  reign  above  the  sky. 


TSTo.  lOl. 

1  Centre  of  our  hopes  Thou  ait, 
End  of  our  enlarg'd  desires; 

Stamp  Thine  image  on  our  heart, 
Fill  us  now  with  heav'nly  fires : 
Join'd  to  Thee  by  love  divine, 
Seal  our  souls  for  ever  Thine. 

2  All  our  works  in  Thee  be  wrought— 
Levelled  at  one  common  aim  ; 

Every  word  and  every  thought 

Purge  in  the  refining  flame ; 
Lead  us  through  the  paths  of  peace, 
On  to  perfect  holiness. 

3  Let  us  altogether  rise, 
To  Thy  glorious  life  restored  : 

Here  again  our  paradise, 

Here  prepare  to  meet  our  Lord  ; 
Here  enjoy  the  earnest  given ; 
Travel  band  in  band  to  heaven. 


2>To.  102. 

1  Weary  souls,  that  wander  wide 

From  the  central  point  of  bliss  ; 
Turn  to  Jesus  crucified; 

Fly  to  those  dear  wounds  of  His: 
Sink  into  the  purple  flood; 
Rise  into  the  life  of  God. 

2  Find  in  Christ  the  way  of  peace, 

Peace  unspeakable,  unknown; 
By  His  pain  He  gives  you  ease, 

Life  by  His  expiring"  groan : 
Rise  exalted  by  His  fall; 
Find  in  Christ" your  all  in  all.i 
No.  103. 

1  There  are  angels  hov'ring  round, 
There  are  angels  hov'ring  round, 
There    are    angels,    angels    hov'ring 

round. 

2  To  carry  the  tidings  home, 
To  carry  the  tidings  home. 
To  carry  the  tidings,  the  tidings  home. 

3  To  the  new  Jerusalem, 
To  the  new  Jerusalem, 
To  the  new,  the  new  Jerusalem. 

4  Poor  sinners  are  coming  home, 
Poor  sinners  are  coming  home, 
Poor  sinners,  sinners  are  coming  home. 

5  And  Jesus  bids  them  come, 
And  Jesus  bids  them  come, 
And  Jesus,  Jesus  bids  them  come. 

6  There's  glory  all  around, 
There's  glory  all  around, 
There's  glory,  glory  all  around. 

INTo.  104. 

1  My  heavenly  home  is  bright  and  fair; 
Nor  pain,  nor  death  can  enter  there; 
Its  glitt'ring  towers  the  sim  outshine ; 
That  heavenly  mansion  shall  be  mine  ; 
CHO.-Fm  going  home,  I'm  going  home, 

I'm  going  home,  to  die  no  more; 
To  die  no  more,  to  die  no  more, 
I'm  going  home,  to  die  no  more. 

2  My  Father's  house  is  built  on  high, 
Far,  far  above  the  starry  sky  : 
When  from  this  earthly" prison  free. 
That  heavenly  mansion  mine  shall  be. 

Cho. 

3  Let  others  seek  a  home  below, 
Which  flames  devour,  or  waves  o'erfiow 
Be  mine  a  happier  lot  to  own 
A  heavenly  mansion  near  the  throne. 

Oho. 
(21 


No.  105. 

1  Depth  of  mercy!  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me? 
Can  my  God  His  wrath  forbear  ? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare  1 

Cllu.-God  is  love!  I  know,  I  feel; 

Jesus  weeps,  and  loves  me  still; 

Jesus  weeps. 
He  weeps,  and  loves  me  still. 

2  I  have  long  withstood  His  grace 
Long  provoked  Him  to  His  face  ; 
Would  not  hearken  to  His  calls  ; 
Grieved  Him  by  a  thousand  falls.  Cho. 

3  Xow  incline  me  to  repent, 
Let  me  now  my  sins  lament ; 
Xow  my  foul  revolt  deplore. 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more.    Cho. 

4  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands  ; 
Show  His  wounds,   and  spreads  His 
God  is  love  !  I  know,  I  feel ;     [hands  ; 
Jesus  weeps,  and  loves  mo  still.  Cho. 

No.  lOG. 

1  The  cross  !  the  cross  !  the  blood-stained 
The  hollo w'd  cross  I  see  !        [cross! 

Reminding  me  of  precious  blood 
That  once  was  shed  for  me. 
Cho. -Oh.  the  blood !  the  precious  blood! 
That  Jesus  shed  for  me, 
Upon  the  cross,  in  crimson  flood, 
Just  now  by  faith  I  see. 

2  The  cross  !  the  cross  !  the  heavy  cross, 
My  Saviour  bore  for  me, 

Which  bowed  Him  to  the  earth  with 
On  sad  Mount  Calvary.  Cho.  [grief, 

3  How  light !  how  light !  this  precious 
Presented  to  my  view  ,  [cross, 

And  while,  with  care,  I  take  it  up, 
Behold  the  crown  my  due. 

4  The  crown  !  the  crown !  the  glorious 
The  crown  of  victory!  [crown .' 

The  crown  of  life  !  it  shall  be  mine 
When  I  shall  Jesus  see.  Cho. 

5  My  tears,  unbidden,  seem  to  flow 
For  love,  unbounded  love. 

Which  guides  me  through  this  world 
And  points  to  joys  above,    [of  woe, 
Xo.  1()7. 

1  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 
"  Come  unto  Me,  and  rest ; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  la}'  down 
Thy  head  upon  my  "breast." 
50 


1  came  to  Jeans  as  I  was, 
Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad, 

I  found  in  Hiih  a  resting  place, 
And  He  has  made  mo  glad. 

2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water,  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down,  and  drink,  and  live." 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream ;    [vived, 
My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  re- 

And  now  I  live  in  Him. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"I  am  this  dark  world's  light; 
Look  unto  Me,  thy  morn  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  day  bo  bright." 
I  look  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  Him  my  Star,  my  Sun : 
And  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk 

Till  all  my  journey's  done. 

:nto.  ios. 

1  These  are  the  crowns  that  we  shall 

wear, 
"When  all  Thy  saints  are  crowned; 
These  are  the  palms  that  we  shall  bear 
On  yonder  holy  ground. 
CHO.-On  yonder  holy  ground, 
On  yonder  holy  ground; 
These  are  the  palms  that  we  shall 
On  yonder  holy  ground.         [bear 

2  These    are   the  robes,   unsoiled   and 

Which  we  shall  then  put  on,  [white, 
When  foremost  'mong  the  sons  of  light, 
We  sit  on  yonder  throne.  Cho. 

3  That  is  the  city  of  the  saints, 

Where  we  so  soon  shall  stand, 
When  we  shall  strike  these  desert-tents, 
And  quit  this  desert  land.  Cho. 

4  Then    welcome  toil,    and   care,   and 

And  welcome  sorrow,  too !      [pain  f 
All  toil  is  rest,  all  grief  is  gain, 
With  such  a  prize  in  view.  Cho. 

5  Come,  crown  and  throne  ;   come  robe, 

and  palm ; 
Burst  forth,  glad  stream  of  peace  ! 
"Come,  holy  city  of  the  Lamb ! 

Rise,  Sun  of  Righteousness  !  Cho. 
INTo.  lOO. 
1  Shall  we  gather  at  the  river, 

Where  bright  angel  feet  have  trod, 
With  its  crystal  tide  forever 
Flowing  by  the  throne  of  God  1 


Cuo.-Yes,  we'll  gather  at  the  river, 

The  beaut  if  ul,  the  beautiful  river, 
Gather  with  the  saints  at  the  river 
That  flows  by  the  throne  of  God. 

2  On  the  margin  of  the  river, 

Washing  up  its  silver  spray, 
We  will  walk  and  worship  ever, 
All  the  happy,  golden  day.  Cho. 

3  Ere  we  reach  the  shining  river, 

Lay  we  every  burden  down ; 
Grace  our  spirits  will  deliver, 
And  provide  a  robe  and  crown.  Cho. 

4  Soon  we'll  reach  the  silver  river, 

Soon  our  pilgrimage  will  cease  ; 

Soon  our  happy  hearts  will  quiver 

With  the  melody  of  peace.  Cho. 

No.  HO. 

1  I  will  sing  for  Jesus, 

With  His  blood  He  bought  me  ; 
And  all  along  my  pilgrim  way 
His  loving  hand  has  brought  me. 
CllO.-Oh,  help  me  siug  for  Jesus, 
Help  me  tell  the  story 
Of  Him  who  did  redeem  us, 
The  Lord  of  life  and  glory. 

2  Can  there  overtake  me, 

Any  dark  disaster, 
While  I  sing  for  Jesus, 
My  blessed,  blessed  Master  1  Cho. 

3  I  will  sing  for  Jesus  ! 

His  name  alone  prevailing, 
Shall  be  my  sweetest  music, 
When  heart  and  flesh  are  failing. 

Cho. 

4  Still  I'll  sing  for  Jesns ! 

Oh,  how  will  I  adore  Him, 
Among  the  cloud  of  witnesses, 
Who  cast  their  crowns  before  Him. 
Cho. 

]NTo.  111. 

1  Cling  to  the  MIGHTY  ONE,  Cling  in 

thy  grief ; 
Cling  to  the  HOLY  ONE,  He  gives 

relief ; 
Cling  to  the  GRACIOUS  ONE,  Cling 

in  thy  pain ; 
Cling  to  the  FAITHFUL  ONE,  He 

will  sustain. 

2  Cling  to  the  LOVING  ONE,  Cling  in 

thy  woe ; 
Cling  to  the  LIVING  ONE,  Through 
all  below ; 
6.) 


Cling  to  the  PARDONING  ONE,  He 
speaketh  peace; 

Cling  to  the  HEALING  ONE,  An- 
guish shall  cease. 

'  Clin?  to  the  BLEEDING  ONE,  Cling 

to  His  side ; 
Cling  to  the  RISEN  ONE,  In  Him 

abide: 
Cling  to  the  COMING  ONE,   Hope 

shall  arise ; 
Cling  to  the  REIGNING  ONE,  Joy 

lights  thine  eyes. 


ISTo.  113. 

1  I  stood  outside  the  gate. 

A  poor,  wayfaring  child  ; 
Within  my  heart  there  beat 

A  tempest,  loud  and  wild. 
A  fear  oppressed  my  soul, 

That  1  might  be  too  late,- 
And,  oh  !  I  trembled  sore, 
|| :  And  prayed,  outside  the  gate.  : 

2  "Mercy  !"  I  loudly  cried  ; 

"  Oh,  give  me  rest  from  sin  !" 
14 1  will,    a  voice  replied  ; 

And  Mercy  let  me  in. 
She  bound  my  bleeding  wounds, 

And  soothed  my  aching  head  ; 
She  eased  my  burdened  soul. 

|| :  And  bore  the  load  instead.  :J 

3  In  Mercy's  guise  I  knew 

The  Saviour  long  abused ; 
"Who  often  sought  my  heart, 

And  wept  when  I  refused. 
Oh  !  what  a  blest  return 

For  ignorance  and  sin ! 
I  stood  outside  the  gate, 
|| :  Aud  Jesus  let  me  in !  :|| 

No.  113. 

1  As  God  has  kindly  blest  us, 

To  others  let  us  give; 

Not  with  a  grudging  spirit, 

Or  that  our  deeds  may  Live ; 
Not  with  a  vain  ambition, 

To  win  the  praise  of  men, 
No  merit  in  a  kindness 
That  claims  reward  again. 
Cuo.— Now  in  the  name  of  Jesus, 

Our  alms  we  should  bestow  ; 
God  loves  a  cheerful  giver: 
The  Bible  tells  us  so. 


2  Now  in  the  world  before  us 

A  glorious  field  we  see  ; 
And  in  our  Master's  vineyard 

How  active  we  should  be. 
The  Sabbath  schools  around  us 

Eor  help  they  loudly  call ; 
Home  missions,  too,  remember, 

And  freely  give  to  all.     Cho. 

3  The  cause  of  foreign  missions 

Our  zealous  care  demands ; 
"We'll  send  the  blessed  Bible 

To  distant  heathen  lands, 
That  they  may  hear  of  Jesus, 

AVhom  we  so  dearly  love  ; 
May  leave  their  senseless  idols, 

And  worship  God  above.     Cho. 

]No.  114,. 

1  "Weep  for  the  fallen !  hang  your  heads 

in  sorrow, 
And  mournfully  sing  the  requiem,  sad 
and  slow, 
Thousands  have  perished  by  the  fell  de- 
stroyer ; 
Oh,  weep  for  youth  and  beauty, 
Oh,  weep  for  youth  and  beauty, 
Oh.  weep  for  vouth  and  beauty  in  the 
grave  laid  low. 

2  Toices  of  wailing  tell  our  hopeless 

anguish, 

While  sorrowing  mothers  bid  us  on- 
ward  go ; 
Hark !  to  their  accents,  theirs  the  bro- 
ken-hearted 

Who  weep  for  youth  and  beaut}'  in 
the  grave  laid  low. 

3  Weep  for  the  fallen ;  but  amid  your 

sorrow 
Still  point  to  the  pledge  that  freedom 
can  bestow. 
Rescue    the    nation    from  the  fell  de- 
stroyer, 
For  why  should  youth  and  beauty  in 
thegrave  lie  low. 


:vo.  115. 

1  Give  me  the  winss  of  faith  to  rise 

Within  the  veil,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 

How  bright  their  glories  be. 
Many  are  the  friends,  who  are  waiting 

to-day. 
I     Happy  on  the  golden  strand  ; 
(27.) 


CHOK  US- 
Many  are  the  voices  calling  us  away 

To  join  their  glorious  band ; 
Calling  us  away,  calling  us  away, 

Calling  to  the  better  land. 

2  Once  they  were  mourners  here  below, 
And  pour'd  out  cries  and  tears ; 

They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears.  Gho. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  vict'rycaine: 
They,  with  united  breath, 

Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, — 
Their  triumph  to  His  death.     Gho. 

No.  ne. 

1  Bright  home  of  our  Saviour,  what  glo- 

ries await 

The  spirits  that  pass  through  Thy 
bright  pearly  gate ; 

What  anthems  of  rapture,  unceasing 
and  high, 

Compose  the  loud  chorus  that  glad- 
dens the  sky  ? 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home ; 

Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  yonder 
blest  home. 

2  The  home  that  our  Saviour  lias  gone 

to  prepare —  # 

ISTo  heart  can  conceive  of  the  blessed- 
ness there, 
Of  raptures  unending  awaiting  the 

just, 
When  pure  in  His  likeness  they  rise 
from  the  dust.    Home,  &c. 

3  We  bless  Thee,   dear  Saviour,   who 

call'st  us  to  share 
The  beautiful  home  Thou  hast  gone 

to  prepare ; 
We  trust  in  Thy  mercy,  that,  wash'd 

from  our  sin, 
Through  yonder  bright  gates  we  may 

all  enter  in.    Home,  &c. 

JSTo.  117. 

1  I  stand  all  bewildered  with  wonder, 
And  gaze  on  the  ocean  of  love, 
And  over  it*  waves  to  my  spirit. 
Comes  peace  like  a  heavenly  dove. 
CHO.-The  cross  now  covers  my  sins ; 
The  past  is  under  the  blood  : 
I'm  trusting  in  Jesus  for  all. 
My  will  is  the  will  of  my  God. 


2  I  struggled  and  wrestled  to  win  ltf- 
The  blessing  that  setteth  me  free* 

Eut   when    I  had  ceased  from  my 
struggles, 
His  peace  Jesus  gave  unto  me.  Gho. 

3  He  laid  His  hand  on  me  and  healed  me, 
And  bade  me  be  every  whit  whole ; 

I  touched  the  hem  of  His  garment. 
And  glory  came  thrilling  my  soul.  Gho. 

4  The  Prince  of  my  Peace  is  now  passing 
The  light  of  His  face  is  on  me ; 

But  listen,  beloved,  He  speaketh  :— 
"My  peace  I  will  give  unto  thee." 
Gho. 
TSTo.  US. 

1  God,  has  said,  "Eorever  blessed 
Those  who  seek  me  in  their  vouth  ; 

They  shall  find  the  path  of  wisdom, 
And  the  narrow  way  of  truth." 

Guide  us,  Saviour,  guide  us,  Saviour, 
In  the  narrow  way  of  truth. 

2  Be  our  strength,  for  we  are  weakness , 
Be  our  wrisdom  and  our  guide ; 

May  we  walk  in  love  and  meekness, 
Nearer  to  our  Saviour's  side. 

Naught  can  harm  us,  naught  can  harm 
While  we  thus  in  Thee  abide.        [us, 

3  May  Thy  watchful  angels  hover 
Round  us,  when  there's  evil  near ; 

May  we  hide  beneath  the  cover 
Of  Thy  wings,  in  time  of  fear  ; 

And  in  sorrow,  and  in  sorrow, 
Comfort  our  sad  hearts,  and  cheer. 

4  And  when  death  at  last  o'ertakes  us, 
And  we  sink  beneath  His  might, 

May  the  blessed  mom  awake  as, 
Safe  in  yonder  realms  of  light  ; 

There  forever,  there  forever, 
Chant  thy  praise  with  angels  bright. 

No.  110. 

1  In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory, 
There  remains  a  land  of  rest, 
There  my  Saviour's  gone  before  me, 
To  fulfil  my  soul's  request. 
Cho. — There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 

There  is  rest  for  you. 
On  the  other  side  of  Jordan, 
In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 
Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming, 
There  is  rest  for  you. 

) 


2  He  is  fitting  np  my  mansion, 

Which  eternally  shall  stand, 
For  my  stay  shall  not  he  transient, 
In  that  hbly,  happy  land.    Cho. 

3  Sin£.  oh,  sing,  ye  heirs  of  glory; 

Shout  vour  triumph  as  you  go  ; 
Z ion's  gate  will  open  for  you, 
You  shall  find  an  entrance  throush. 
Cho. 

No.  ISO. 

1  A  crown  of  glory  bright, 

By  faith  I  see ; 
In  yonder  realm  of  light, 
Prepared  for  me. 
CHO. -I'm  nearer  my  home,  nearer  my 
Nearer  my  home  to-day ;      ("home, 
Yes  !  nearer  my  home  in  heav'nto- 
Than  ever  I  was  before.  [day 

2  Oh.  may  I  faithful  prove, 

And  keep  the  crown  in  view, 
And  through  the  storms  of  life 
My  way  pursue.     Cho. 

3  Jesus,  be  Thou  mv  guide, 

My  steps  attend  ; 
Oh.  keep  me  near  Thy  side, 
Be  Thou  my  Mend!     Cho. 

4  Be  Thou  luy  shield  and  sun, 

My  Saviour  and  my  guard  ; 
And  when  my  work  is  done, 
My  great  reward.     Cho. 

No.  121. 

1  My  latest  sun  is  sinking  fast, 

My  race  is  nearly  ran  ; 
My  strongest  trials  now  are  past, 
My  triumph  is  begun. 
REF.-6h,  come,  angel  band,  come,  and  a- 
round  me  stand, 
Oh.  bear  me  away  on  your  snowy 
To  my  immortal  home ;     [wings 
Oh.  bear  me  away  on  your  snowy 
To  my  immortal  home,     [wings 

2  I  know  I'm  nearing  the  holy  ranks 

Of  friends  and  kindred  dear; 
For  I  brush  the  dews  on  Jordan's  banks 
The  crossing  must  be  near.    Ref. 

i  Oh,  bear  my  longing  heart  to  Him, 
Who  bled  and  died  for  me  ; 
Whose  blood  now  cleanses  from  all  sin, 
And  gives  mo  victory.    Ref. 
3  (2 


No.  122. 


From  "  Golden  Trio? 


1  He  leadeth  me !  oh !  blessed  thought, 
Oh!    words    with    heav'nly    comfort 

fraught, 
Whatever  I  do.  where'er  I  be, 
Still  'tis  God's  hand  that  leadeth  me  ! 
ItEF.-He  leadeth  me !  He  leadeth  me  ! 
By  His  own  hand  He  leadeth  me  ; 
His  faithful  follower  I  would  be, 
For  by  His  hand  He  leadeth  me. 

2  Sometimes   'mid    scenes    of   deepest 

gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden's  bow'rs  bloom, 
By  waters  still,  o'er  troubled  sea — 
Still  'tis  His  hand  that  leadeth  me.  Ref. 

3  Lord,  I  would  clasp  Thy  hand  in  mine, 
Xor  ever  murmur  or  repine — 
Content,  whatever  lot  I  see, 

Since  'tis  my  God  that  leadeth  me.  Ref. 

4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, 
When,   by  Thy  grace,  The  victory's 

won, 
E'en  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee, 
Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me. 
Ref. 

No.  123. 

1  Softly  on  the  breath  of  evening 

Comes  the  tender  sigh  of  day  ; 
Lonely  heart,  by  sorrow  laden, 
'Tis  the  time  to  pray. 
CHO.-Weary  pilgrim,  cease  thy  mourn- 
ing. 
Weary  pilgrim,  cease  thy  mourn- 
Ilest  beyond  forever.  [iug, 

2  'Tis  the  hour  where  hallowed  feelings 

Chase  our  doubts  and  fears  away  ; 
'Tis  the  hour  of  calm  devotion  : 
Pilgrim,  watch  and  pray.     Cho. 

3  Tho'  temptations  dark  oppress  thee, 

Jesus  guides  thee  on  thy  way ; 

He  will  hear  thy  lightest  whisper : 

Pilgrim,  watch  and  pray.     Cho. 

|  No.  124. 

1  Come  unto  Jesus,  ye  that  mourn, 

Our  blessed  Saviour  said ; 
His  promises,  how  sure  they  are. 

"  Ye  shall  be  comforted." 
Cho.  This  promise,  on  that  sacred  mount, 
Was  given  by  our  Lord : 
"Rejoice,  and  be  exceeding  glad, 
For  great  is  your  reward." 


2  Ye  poor  in  spirit,  unto  yon 
How  great  the  blessings  given  ; 

His  choicest  promises  are  yours. 
'•  \ours  is  the  kingdom — Heav'n."  Clio, 

3  The  meek,  and  they  for  Jesus'  sake, 
Who  persecutions  bear : 

He  promises  a  heavenly  home, 
A  crown  of  glory  there.    Cho. 

4  Be  merciful,  for  unto  such 
He  spares  His  chast'ning  rod ; 

Be  pure  in  heart,  our  Saviour  says, 

The  pure  shall  dwell  with  God.    Cho. 
ISTo.  135. 

1  Away  with  our  sorrow  and  fear, 
We  soon  shall  recover  our  home  ; 

The  city  of  saints  shall  appear, — 

The  day  of  eternity  come. 
From  earth  we  shall  quickly  remove, 

And  mount  to  our  native  abode ; 
The  house  of  our  Father  above, 

The  palace  of  angels  and  God. 

2  Our  morning  is  all  at  an  end, 
When,  raised  by  the  life-giving  Word, 

We  see  the  new  city  descend, 
Adorn'd  as  a  bride  for  her  Lord ; 

The  city  so  holy  and  clean, 
No  sorrow  can  breathe  in  the  air : 

No  gloom  of  affliction  or  sin ; 
No  shadow  of  evil  is  there. 

3  By  faith  we  already  behold 
That  lovely  Jerusalem  here : 

Her  walls  are  of  jasper  and  gold; 

As  crystal  her  buildings  are  clear ; 
Immovably  founded  in  grace, 

She  stands  as  she  ever  hath  stood, 
And  brightly  her  builder  displays, 

And  flames  with  the  glory  of  God. 

INTo.  126. 

1  Dear  comrade  pilgrims  of  the  cross, 
Although  the  way  be  dreary, 

Yet  faint  not,  fail  not,  onward  press, 

Though  wounded,  worn  and  weary. 

Cno.-Toil  onward  still  thro'  every  ill, 

Confiding  in  the  Saviour  ; 

The  journey  done,  and  glory  won, 

We'll  sing  His  praise  forever. 

2  Though  sore  beset,  not  overcome, 
Cast  down,  but  not  despairing, 

We're  trav'ling  t  'ward  a  heav'nly  home, 
Our  Master's  standard  bearing^.  Cho. 


\  We  11  one  another's  burdens  bear, 
The  toilsome  journey  cheering ; 


Our  joys  and  all  our  sorrows  share, 
Each  day  our  home  we're  nearing.  Cho. 

4  Our  Lord  is  God ;  His  promise  sure, 
His  help  shall  fail  us  never  ; 

And  they  that  to  the  end  endure 
Shall  reign  with  Him  forever!    Cho. 

No.  127. 

1  We  are  out  on  the  ocean  sailing, 

Homeward  bound  we  sweetly  glide ; 
Wo  are  out  on  the  ocean  sailing, 

To  a  home  beyond  the  tide. 
Cho.  All  the  storms  will  soon  be  over, 
Then  we'll  anchor  in  the  harbor; 
||;  We  are  out  on  the  ocean  sailing 
To  a  home  beyond  the  tide.  :|| 

Millions  now  are  safely  landed, 
Over  on  the  golden  shore ; 
Millions  more  are  on  the  journey, 
Yet  there's  room  for  millions  more. 

Cho. 

3  Spread    your    sails    while   heavenly 
Gently  waft  our  vessel  on ;      [  breezes 

All  on  board  are  sweetly  singing — 
Free  salvation  is  the  song.     Cho. 

4  When  we  all  are  safely  anchored, 
We  will  shout — our  trials  o'er ; 

We  will  walk  about  the  city, 
And  we'll  sing  for  evermore.     Cho 

]No.  138. 

1  This  is  not  my  place  of  resting 

Mine's  a  city  yet  to  come ; 
Onward  to  it  1  am  hasting, 
On  to  my  eternal  home. 
Cho. — Never  more,  never  more, 

Never  more  be  sad  or  weary ; 
Never  more,  never  more, 
Never  more  to  sin  again. 

2  In  it  all  is  light  and  glory, 

O'er  it  shines  a  nightless  day ; 
Every  trace  of  sin's  sad  story — 
All  the  curse  has  pass'd  away.  Cho 

3  There  the  Lamb,  our  Shepherd,  leads 

By  the  streams  of  life  along.       [us 
On  the  freshest  pastures  feed"  us, 
Turns  our  signing  into  song.  Cho 


4  Soon  we  pass  this  dreary  desert, 
Soon  we  bid  farewell  to  pain, 
Nevermore  be  sad  and  weary. 
Nevermore  to  sin  again.     Cho. 


(30.) 


JSTo.  ISO. 

1  There's  a  beautiful  land  on  high, 
To  its  glories  I  fain  would  n*y, — 

When  by  sorrows  pressed  down,  I  long 
for  my  crown, 

In  that  beautiful  land  on  high. 
CHORUS. 

Iii  that  beautiful  land  I'll  be, 

From  earth  and  its  cares  set  free 
My  Jesus  is  there,  He's  gone  to  prepare 

A  place  in  that  land  for  ine. 

2  There's  a  beautiful  land  on  high, 
I  shall  enter  it  by-and-by ; 

There,    with  friends,   hand  in  hand,  I 
shall  walk  on  the  strand, 
In  that  beautiful  land  on  high.  Gho, 

3  There's  a  beautiful  land  on  high, 
Then  why  should  I  fear  to  die, 

When  death  is  the  way  to  the  realms  of 
day, 
In  that  beautiful  land  on  high.     Gho. 

4  There's  a  beautiful  land  on  high, 
And  though  here  I  oft  weep  and  sigh. 

My  Jesus  hath  said  that  no  tears  shall 
be  shed, 
In  that  beautiful  land  on  high.  Gho. 

5  There's  a  beautiful  land  on  high, 
Where  we  never  shall  say,  "good  by!" 

When  over  the  river  we're  happy  for- 
ever, 
In  that  beautiful  land  on  high.  Gho. 

No.  130. 

1  Oh,  come  to  Jesus  now, 

Jesus  is  here,  Jesus  is  here ; 
All  low  before  Him  bow, 

Jesus  is  here,  Jesus  is  here  ; 
Too  many  go  away, 
Too  many  still  delay, 
Though  Jesus  bids  them  stay; 

Jesus  is  here,  Jesus  is  here. 

2  Come,  then,  to  Jesus  now, 

Jesus  is  here ; 
All  near  Him  lowly  bow, 

Jesus  is  here  ; 
Oh,  ye  that  feel  your  sin, 
And  coming  long  have  been, 
Now  find  your  rest  in  Him ; 

Jesus  is  here. 


Oh,  what  a  glorious  thing, 
Sin's  weary  load  to  bring, 
And  lose  it  while  we  sing  ; 
Jesus  is  here. 

No.  131. 

1  In  the  early  spring-time. 

When  your  leaves  are  fair, 
Little  buds  of  promise, 

Little  blossoms  rare, 
Hear  the  words  of  Jesus, 

Precious  will  they  be, 
Bring  the  little  children, 

Let  them  come  to  me. 
Cno.-Let  them  come  to  me, 

Let  them  come  to  me, 

Bring  yie  little  children, 

Let  them  come  to  me. 

2  All  the  little  children 

Gladly  will  we  bring 
To  the  arms  of  Jesus, 

Heavens  exalted  King, 
For  the  invitation, 

Gracious,  full  and  free, 
Says  to  all  the  children, 

Let  them  come  to  me.     Gho. 

3  Let  them  come  in  welcome 

To  my  bleeding  side, 
To  secure  their  pardon 

I  was  crucified : 
They  may  be  forgiven, 

From  the  law  set  free, 
I,  the  Lord,  have  risen, 

Let  them  come  to  me.     Gho. 

4  Jesus,  we  are  coming 

To  Thy  loving  arms, 
Safely  there  reposing, 

Sin  no  longer  harms. 
From  the  wiles  of  Satan 

Thou  canst  set  us  free, 
Though  we're  little  children. 

We  will  come  to  Thee.     Gho. 


3  Oh,  come  to  Jesus  now, 
Jesus  is  here ; 
Old  and  young  together  bow, 
Jesus  is  here ; 


No.  133. 

1  Can  my  soul  find  rest  from  sorrow, 
Can  my  sins  forgiven  be, 

Must  I  wait  until  to-morrow, 
Ere  my  Saviour  speaks  to  me  ? 

Will  He  speak  in  words  of  kindness  ! 
Will  He  wash  awav  niv  sin  ? 

Will  He  lift  this  vale  of  blindness, 
And  remove  this  deadly  pain  I 

2  0  the  darkness,  how  it  thickness, 
Like  the  brooding  of  despair  ! 

(31.) 


And  my  soul  within  me  sickens — 

God,  in  mercy,  Lear  my  prayer! 
Give  me  but  a  hope  to  cherish, 

Give  me  just  one  ray  of  light — 
Help  me,  save  me,  or  I  perish, 

Take  away  this  awful  night ! 
3  Now  He  hears  me,  He  will  save  me, 

I  behold  His  shining  face, 
Heai  Him  whisper,  He  will  have  me — 

0  the  miracle  of  grace  ! 
I  will  joy  to  tell  the  story 

How  He  cometh  from  above- 
rills  my  soul,  O,  glory,  glory ! 

With  the  blessings  of  His  love. 

3NTo.  133. 

1  Now  to  heaven  our  pr ayer  ascending 

God  speed  the  right ! 
In  a  noble  cause  contending, 

God  speed  the  right ! 
Be  their  zeal  in  heaven  recorded, 
With  success  on  earth  rewarded. 

God  speed  the  right ! 

God  speed  the  right ! 

2  Be  that  prayer  again  repeated, 

God  speed  the  right ! 
Ne'er  despairing  though  defeated, 

God  speed  the  right ! 
Like  the  good  and  great  in  story, 
If  they  fall,  they  fall  with  glory. 

God  speed  the  right ! 

3  Patient,  firm,  and  persevering, 

God  speed  the  right ! 
Ne'er  the  event  our  danger  fearing, 

God  speed  the  right ! 
Pains,  nor  toils,  nor  trials  heeding, 
And  in  heaven's  own  time  succeeding. 

God  speed  the  right ! 

No.  134,. 

1  God  bless  our  Sunday  school, 
Increase  our  Sunday  school. 

God  bless  our  school, 
Send  down  Thy  grace  divine, 
May  every  child  be  Thine, 
And  love,  all  hearts  entwine  ; 

God  bless  our  school ! 

2  All  our  dear  teachers  bless, 
And  give  them  large  success, 

In  winning  souls ; 
May  they  encouraged  be, 
And  oft  around  them  see 
Theii  labors  crowned  by  Thee  ; 

God  bless  our  school. 


3  So  may  our  school  increase 
In  knowledge,  love,  and  peace ; 

God  bless  our  school. 
And  when  death's  arrows  fly, 
And  useful  teachers  die, 
Their  places  still  supply ; 

God  bless  our  school. 

INTO.  135. 

1  God  bless  our  native  land ! 
Pirin  may  she  ever  stand, 

Through  storm  and  night ; 
When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
Ruler  of  winds  and  wave, 
Do  Thou  our  country  save 

By  Thy  great  might. 

2  For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God,  above  the  skies  ; 

On  Him  we  wait : 
Thou  Who  art  ever  nigh, 
Guarding  with  watchful  eye, 
To  Thee  aloud  we  cry, 

God  save  the  State! 

UNo.  136. 

1  Delay  not,  delay  not,  0  sinner,  draw 
near, 

The  waters  of  life  are  now  floating 

for  thee ; 
No  price  is  demanded,  the  Saviour  is 

here, 
Redemption  is  purchased,  salvation 

is  free. 

2  Delay  not,  delay  not,  why  longer  abuse 
The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus 

thy  God  ? 
A  fountain  is  opened,  how  canst  thou 
refuse 
To  wash  and  be  cleaned  in  His  par- 
doning blood  * 

3  Delay   not,  delay  not,  the  Spirit  of 
graco, 

Long  grieved  and  resisted  may  take 

its  sad  flight, 
And  leave  thee  in  darkness  to  finish 

thy  race, 
To  sink  in  the  gloom  of  eternity's 

night. 


No.  13  7. 

1  How  pleased  and  blest  was  I 

To  hear  the  people  cry, 
'  Come  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day  ! 
(32.) 


Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 
We  haste  to  Zicm's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorned  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear  [round  : 
To  pray,  to  praise,  to  hear 

The  sacred  Gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  There  David's  greater  Son 
Has  fixed  His  royal  throne ; 

He  sits  for  grace  and  judgment  there  : 
He  bids  the  saints  be  glad, 
He  makes  the  sinners  sad, 

And  humble  souls  rejoice  with  fear. 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
Ancl  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest: 
The  man  that  seeks  thy  peace, 
And  wishes  thine  increase, 

A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest ! 
>To.  138. 

1  'Tis  religion  that  can  give— 

In'the  light,  in  the  light; 
Sweetest  pleasure  while  we  live- 
In  the  light  of  God. 
'Tis  religion  must  supply — 

In  the  light,  in  the  light ;      , 
Solid  comfort  when  we  die — 
In  the  light  of  God. 
Cno.-Let  us  walk  in  the  light, 
In  the  light,  in  the  light, 
Let  us  walk  in  the  light, 
In  the  light  of  God. 

2  After  death  its  joys  shall  be — 

In  the  light,  in  the  light  ; 
Lasting  as  eternity — 

In  the  light  of  God. 
Be  the  living  God  my  Friend — 

In  the  light,  in  the  light ; 
Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end — 

In  the  light  of  God. 
No.  139. 

1  Oh,  how  happy  are  they 
Who  the  Saviour  obey, 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above ; 
Tongue  can  never  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 

Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 

2  That  sweet  comfort  was  mine, 
When  the  favour  divine 

I  received  through   the    blood  of   the 
Lamb; 


When  my  heart  first  believed, 

What  a  joy  I  received. — 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus'  Name ! 
3  'Twas  a  heaven  below 

My  Redeemer  to  know, 
And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more, 

Than  to  fall  at  His  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 


4  Jesus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song : 

Oh,  that  all  His  salvation  might  see ; 
He  hath  loved  me,  I  cried, 
He  hath  suffered  and  died, 

To  redeem  even  rebels  like  me. 

5  Oh,  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight, 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood  ; 

Of  my  Saviour  possessed, 

I  was  perfectly  blest, 
As  if  filled  with  the  fullness  of  God. 

No.  140. 

1  Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From    Thy    wounded    side    which 
Be  of  sin  the  perfect  cure,    fflow'd, 
Save  mo,  Lord,  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
This  for  sin  could  ne'er  atone, 
Thou  must  save,  and  Thou  alone ; 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 
Simply  to  Thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
While  mine  eyelids  close  iu  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  Thee  on  Thy  throne, 
Hock  of  Ages !  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee. 

]NTo.  14,1. 

1  Wilt  Thou  not  visit  me  ? 

The  plant  beside  me  feels  Thy  |  gentle  | 

dew ; 

Each  blade  of  grass  I  see, 
From  Thy  deep  earth  its  quickening  | 

moisture  |  drew. 

Wilt  Thou  not  visit  me  J 

2  Wilt  Thou  not  visit  me  ? 

Thy  morning  calls  on  me  with  |  cheer 
ing  |  tone ; 


(33.) 


And  every  hill  and  tree 
Lend  but  one  voice,  the  voice  of  |  Thee 
a-  I  lone. 
"Wilt  Thou  not  visit  me  ? 

3  "Wilt  Thou  not  visit  me  ?    I  need 
Thy  love 

More  than  the  flower  the  dew,  or  | 

the  |  rain ; 

Come  like  Thy  holy  dove, 
And  let  me  in  Thy  sight'rejoiceto  |  live 

a-  |  gain. 

Wilt  Thou  not  visit  me  ? 

4  Yes  !     Thou  wilt  visit  me  : 

Nor  plant,   nor  tree.   Thine  eye  de-  | 

lights  so  |  well, 

As  when  from  sin" set  free, 
Man's   spirit    comes  with  Thine  in  | 

peace  to  |  dwell. 

Yes,  Thou  wilt  visit  me. 

No.  14L2. 

Our  Father  which  art  In  Heaven, 
Hallowed  be  Thy  Name.  Thy  kingdom 
come.  Thy  will  be  done  on  earth,  as  it 
is  in  heaven.  Give  us  this  day  our  daily 
bread.  And  forgive  us  our  trespasses, 
as  we  forgive  those  who  trespass  against 
us.  And  lead  us  not  into  temptation, 
but  deliver  us  from  evil.  For  Thine  is 
the  kingdom,  and  the  power,  and  the 
glory,  for  ever.    Amen. 

INTo.  143. 

1  I  gave  my  life  for  thee, 

My  precious  blood  I  shed, 
That  thou  might'st  ransom'd  be, 
And  quickened,  quickened  from  the 
dead. 
I  gave  my  life  for  thee,  for  thee ; 
||:  Wnat  hast  thou  given  for  Me,   for 
Me?  :|| 

2  I  spent  long  years  for  thee, 

In  weariness  and  woe, 
That  one  eternity 

Of  joy  thou  mightest  know. 
I  spent  long  years  for  thee,  for  thee  ; 
[]:  Hast  thou  .spent  one  for  Me,  for  Me? : 

3  My  Father's  house  of  light, 

My  rainbow-circled  throne, 
I  left  for  earthly  night, 

For  wanderings  sad  and  lone. 
I  left  it  all  for  thee,  for  thee  ; 
|):  Hast  thou  left  aught  for  Me,  for  Me  ?  : 


4  I  suffered  much  for  thee, 

More  than  thy  tongue  can  tell, 
Of  bitterest  agony, 

To  rescue  thee  from  hell. 
I  suffered  much  for  thee,  for  thee ; 
|| :  What  dost  thou  bear  for  Me,  for  Me?  :|| 

5  And  I  have  brought  to  thee, 

Down  from  My  house  above, 
Salvation  full  and  free, 

My  pardon  and  my  love. 
Great  gifts  I  brought  to  thee,  to  thee. 
|| :  What  hast  thou  brought  to  Me,  to  Me  J:|j 

6  Oh,  let  thy  life  be  given, 

Thy  years  for  Me  be  spent, 
World  fetters  all  be  riven 

And  joy  with  suffering  blent. 
Give  thou  thyself  to  Me,  to  Me, 
:  And  I  will  welcome  thee,  yes,  thee !  :  || 

No.  144. 

1  Lord,  teach  us  to  number  the  days  of 
our  life-time, 
And  reckon  the  days  that  for  ever 
have  flown  ; 
Regarding  them  all  as  but  steps  of  the 
progress, 
As  steps  that  are  noted,  or  yet  to  be 
.known. 
Yes  !  Life  is  the  name  of  that  slender 
existence 
That  dwells  in  the  perishing  body 
of  clay; 
A  flow'r  of  the  morning,  it  grows  in 
the  sunshine — 
It  blooms  for  a  little,  and  dies  in  a 
day. 

3  Time  passes  unheeded  and  often  for- 
gotten, 
The  chimes  of  the  seasons  go  mer- 
rily round ; 
The  dread  hour  of  midnight  steals  on 
in  the  darkness, 
And  thunders  the  night-watch  with 
dull  heavy  sound. 

The  dew  of  the  night  and  the  midst 
of  the  morning 
Scarce  live  but  a  moment,  when  up- 
ward they  fly. 
The  babe  ot  our  joy  is  the  child  of 
our  sorrow ; 
To-day  it  is  fondled— to-morrow  to 
die. 


(34.) 


5  Then  teach  us  to  number  the  days  of 
our  life-time, 
And  study  to  walk  in  more  heaven- 
ly ways  : 
As    we    reckon  the  hours    and    the 
chimes  of  the  noon-tide, 
So  teach  us,  great  Teacher,  to  num- 
ber our  days. 

IVo.  145. 

1  Courage,  brother,  do  not  stumble, 
Though  thy  path  be  dark  as  night; 

There's  a  star  to  guide  the  humble; 
"Trust  in  God,  and  do  the  right." 
Do  the  right,  do  the  right, 
M  Trust  in  God,  and  do  the  right.' 

2  Let  the  road  be  rough  and  dreary, 
And  its  eud  far  outof  sight, 

Foot  it  bravely !  strong  or  weary, 
"  Trust  in  God,  and  do  the  right." 
Do  the  right,  <fcc. 

3  Some  will  hate  thee,  some  will  love 

thee. 
Some  will  flatter,  some  will  slight  ; 
Cease  from  man,  and  look  above  thee, 
"Trust  in  God,  and  do  the  right." 
Do  the  right,  Sec. 

INTo.  14LG. 

1  In  the  furrows  of  thy  life, 

Scatter  seed ! 
Small  may  be  thy  spirit-field, 
But  a  goodly  crop  'twill  yield, 
Sow  the  kindly  word  and  deed — 
Scatter,  scatter  goodlv  seed ! 
CHO.-Open  then  thy  gotden  store. 

Stretch  the  furrows  more  and  more, 
God  will  give  thee  all  thy  need, 
Scatter,  scatter  goodly  seed ! 

2  Sun  and  shower  aid  thee  now, 
Scatter  seed 


Open  then  thy  golden  store, 
Stretch  thy  furrows  more  and  more, 
God  will  give  thee  all  thy  need, 
Scatter,  scatter  goodly  seed.    Gho. 

No.  14, 7. 

1  I  bring  my  sins  to  Thee, 
The  sins  I  cannot  court, 
That  all  may  cleansed  be 
In  Thy  once  opened  fount. 

1  bring  them,  Saviour,  all  to  Thee  ; 
The  burden  is  too  great  for  me. 

2  My  heart  to  Thee  I  bring, 
The  heart  I  cannot  read, 

A  faithless,  wand'ring  thing, ' 
An  evil  heart  indeed. 
I  bring  it,  Saviour,  now  to  Thee, 
That  fixed  and  faithful  it  may  be. 

3  To  Thee  I  bring  my  care, 
The  care  I  cannot  flee ; 

Thou  wilt  not  only  share, 
But  take  it  all  for  me. 

0  loving  Saviour !  no  w  to  Thee 

1  bring  the  load  that  wearies  me. 

4  I  bring  my  grief  to  Thee, 
The  grief  I  cannot  tell ; 

Xo  words  shall  needed  be. 
Thou  knowest  all  so  well. 
I  bring  the  sorrow  laid  on  me, 

0  suffering  Saviour !  all  to  Thee.^ 

5  My  joys  to  Thee  I  bring, 
The"joys  Thy  love  has  given, 

That  each  may  be  a  wing 
To  lift  me  nearer  heaven. 

1  bring  them,  Saviour,  all  to  Thee, 
Who  hast  procured  them  all  for  mo. 

6  My  life  I  bring^  to  Thee, 
I  would  not  oe  my  own : 

0  Saviour !  let  me  be 
Thine  ever.  Thine  alone ! 


Who  can  tell  where  grain  may  grow  f  My  heart,  my  life,  my  all  I  bring 


"Winds  are  blowing  to  and  fro, 
Daily  good  thy  simple  creed, 
Scatter,  scatter  goodly  seed.    Gho. 

3  Though  thy  work  should  seem  to  fail, 

Scatter  seed ! 
Some  may  fall  on  stony  ground  ; 
Flower  and  blade  are  often  found 
In  the  clefts  we  little  heed, 
Scatter,  scatter  goodly  seed.    Gho. 

4  Spring-time  always  dawns  for  thee  ! 

Scatter  seed !' 


To  Thee,  niy  Saviour  and  nry  King. 
No.  14,8. 


1  God  loved  the  world  so  dearly, 
His  only  Son  He  gave, 
And  "whosoever"  on  Him  believes, 
His  precious  blood  will  save. 
Cho. -Thank  God  for  a  full  salvation, 
Thank  God  for  His  tender  call, 
Thank  God  for  a  "whosoever"— 
Not  one  may  come— but  all. 
(35.) 


2  O  look  to  Him  ye  nations — 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 

And  "whosoever"  will  seek  His  face, 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain.    Cho. 

3  Come,  weary,  heavy  laden, 

And  He  will  give  you  rest, 
And  "whosoever"  will  do  His  will, 
Shall  be  forever  blest.    Cho. 

4  Come,  say  the  Bride  and  Spirit, 

Amen,  so  let  it  be, 
For  "whosoever"  will  come  to  God, 
May  come — for  grace  is  free.   Cho. 

IVo.  14,9. 

1  God's  temple  is  here,  and  the  sky  is 

its  dome, 
He  speaks  from  this  altar  to-day, 
And  fills  with  His  glory  transcen- 
dently  bright, 
The  place  where  we  gather  to  pray, 
Cho.-O  brethren,  'tis  good  to  be  here, 
Our  blessed  Redeemer  is  near ; 
TTe  plunge  in  the  flood  of  His  life- 
giving  blood, 
0  brother,  'tis  good  to  be  here ! 

2  AsjPeter  cried  out  when  he  saw  in 

the  mount 
Elias  with  Moses  appear, 
And  Jesus  transfigured  in  garments 
of  light, 
O  Master,  'tis  good  to  be  here. 
CHO.-We  answer,  'tis  good  to  be  here, 
Our  blessed  Redeemer,  &c. 

3  Come,  sinner,  why  linger  away  from 

Thy  God, 
Away  from  a  pardon  so  dear  ? 
Now  give  Him    your    heart  as  you 
kneel  at  His  feet, 
And  say  it  is  good  to  be  here. 
CHO.-Oh,  yes,  it  is  good  to  be  here, 
Our  blesseaRedeemer,  &c. 

No.  ISO. 

1  My  sister,  the  Master  is  calling  for 

yr*fc> 

Oh,  hear  His  sweet  voice  and  obey ; 
The  harvest  is  white  but  the  laborers 
are  few, 
Go,  work  in  my  vineyard  to-day. 
CHORUS. 

The  Master  is  waiting, waiting, waiting, 
The  Master  is  waiting  and  calling  for 
you. 


2  He  waits  where  his  children  are  cry- 

ing for  bread, 

Where  the  tempted  are  ready  to 
fall: 
"  I  would  not  that  any  should  per- 
ish," He  said, 

"  I  come  with  salvation  to  all."  Cho. 

3  He  waits  in  the  homes  of  the  poor 

and  oppressed, 
To  lighten  the  burdens  they  bear ; 
And  brings  to  the  weary  and  fainting 

one's  rest — 
Go    quickly,   and  meet  with  Him 

there.     Cho. 

4  My  sister,  the  Master  is  waiting  for 

you; 
He  calls  for  the  reapers  to-day. 
There's  work  for  each  one  of  His  chil 
dren  to  do ; 
Oh  !  haste  thee,  no  longer  delay. 

Cho, 
INTO.  151. 

1  Trust  in  God  for  every  blessing, 

Trust  in  God  from  day  to  day ; 
Do  we  lack  for  temporal  comfort  ? 
Go,  by  simple  faith,  and  pray. 
CHO.-Trust  Him  while  He  gives  you 
breath, 
Trust  Him  in  the  vale  of  death, 
Trust  Him  on  the  narrow  sea, 
Trust  Him  through  eternity. 

2  God  will  never  fail  His  children 

If  His  promise  they  believe  ; 
In  the  precious  name  of  Jesus 
All  we  ask  we  shall  receive.    Cho. 

3  Are  the  ties  of  earthly  friendship 

Crushed  and  broken,  one  by  one  ? 
Trust  in  God,  and  say,  rejoicing, 
Lord,  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  clone  ! 
Cho 

4  Trust  in  God,  the  Rock  of  Ages, 

Then  thy  feet  shall  stand  secure  ; 
Bear  thy  cross  without  repining, 
Patient  to  the  end  endure.     Cho. 
INTo.  153. 
1  There  is  a  gate  that  stands  ajar, 

And,  through  its  portals  gleaming, 
A  radiance  from  the  Cross  afar 
The  Saviour's  love  revealing ; 
REF.-Oh,  depths  of  mercy !  can  it  be 
That  gate  was  left  ajar  for  me  ? 
For  me,  for  me,  for  me,  for  me, 
Was  left  ajar  for  me  ? 


(36.) 


2  That  gate  ajar  stand  free  for  all 
Who  seek  through  it  salvation ; 


(Glad  tidings  of  my  Saviour  Friend- 
Far,  far  away ; 


The  rich  andpoor,the  great  and  small,  'And  every  little  I  can  spare 
Of  every  tribe  and  nation,     lief.         Shall  help  to  send  the  Bible  there, 
3  Press  onward,  then,  though  foes  inav  And  me£  of  £od  the  l™th  t0  bear 
While  mercy's  gate  is  open,  [frown,  ±  ar-  lar  awa>  ■ 

Accept  the  cross,  and  win  the  crown,  4  And  when  the  silver  trumpet  swells- 


Love's  everlasting  token,     lief. 
4  Beyond  the  river's  brink  we'll  lay 
The  cross  that  here  is  given, 
And  bear  the  crown  of  life  away, 
And  love  him  more  in  heaven.   lief. 

No.  153. 

1  There's  a  fullness  in  God's  mercy, 

Like  the  fullness  of  the  sea; 

There's  a  kindness  in  his  justice 

Which  is  more  than  liberty. 

IvEF.-He  is  calling,  "Come  to  me  !  " 

Lord,  I'll  gladly  haste  to  Thee. 

2  For  the  love  of  God  is  broader 

Than  the  measure  of  man's  mind  ; 
And  the  heart  of  the  Eternal 
Is  most  wonderfully  kind.     Hef. 

3  Pining  souls  !  come  nearer  Jesus  ; 

Come,  but  come  not  doubting  thus  ; 

Come  with  faith  that  trusts  more  freely 

His  great  tenderness  for  us.    lief. 

4  If  our  love  were  but  more  simple, 

We  should  take  Him  at  His  word : 
And  our  lives  would  be  all  sunshine 
In  the  sweetness  of  our  Lord.    Ref. 

:Vo.  154. 

1  I  often  think  of  heathen  lands, — 

Far,  far  away  ! 
Where  high  the  pagan  temple  stands, — 

Far,  far  away ; 
And  there  each  hapless  child  is  led 
To  bow  to  idol  gods  his  head, 
While  many  mutt'ring  charms  are  said. 

Far,  far  away ! 

2  0  how  I  pity  children  there, — 

Far.  tar  away ! 
Although  the  clime  be  passing  fair, — 

Far.  far  away ; 
I  would  not  leave  my  native  home, 
In  fields  of  richest  i'ruit  to  roam, 
If  there  no  gospel  light  should  come, — 

Far,  far  away  ! 

3  But  I  will  pray  that  God  may  send — 

Far.  far  away  ! 


Far,  far  away ! 
And  all  the  love  of  Jesus  tells — 

Far.  far  away ; 
The  idols  shall  like  Dagon  fall, 
And  many  a  child  on  God  shall  cat 
And  own  my  Jesus  Lord  of  all, — 

Far,"  far  away ! 

]N"o.  15  5. 

1  When  Life's  Billows  round  me  rciL 

And  the  tempest  rage  on  high, 
This  will  calm  my  troubled  soul, 
Anchor'd  to  the  Rock  am  I. 
CHO.-Anchor'd  to  the  Rock, 
Trusting  only  there, 
Strong  to  stand  the  rudest  shock, 
While  anchor'd  there. 

2  When  temptation's  floods  arise, 

With  the  fierce  Accuser  nigh, 
Then  my  soul,  in  glad  surprise, 
Trusts  the  Rock  triumphantly.  Cho. 

3  In  this  Trust  I  will  abide, 

For  this  Rock  can  never  move  : 
Sweetly  stayed  tho'  sways  the  tide. 
Or  the  changing  currents  rove.  Cho. 

4  When  the  dark  mist  gathering  o'er, 

Blurs  and  dampens  all  my  sky, 
To  this  Rock  I'll  trust  the  more. 
Till  the  latest  fear  shall  fly.  Cho. 
Xo.  15G. 

1  Yield  not  to  temptation, 

For  weakness  is  sin, 
Each  vict'ry  will  help  us, 

Some  others  to  win. 
Fight  manfully  onward, 
Dark  passions  subdue, 
Look  ever  to  Jesus, 
He'll  carry  you  through. 
REF. -Ask  the  Saviour  to  help  you, 

Comfort,  strengthen,   and  keep 
He  is  willing  to  aid  you,  [you, 

He  will  carry  you  through. 

2  Shun  evil  companions. 

Bad  language  disdain, 
God's  name  hold  in  reverence, 
Xor  take  in- vain. 


(37.) 


Be  thoughtful  and  earnest, 

Kind  hearted  and  true, 
Look  ever  to  Jesus, 

He'll  carry  you  through.  Ref. 

3  To  him  that  o'ercometh, 

God  giveth  a  crown, 
Through  faith  we  shall  conquer. 

Though  often  cast  down. 
He  who"  is  the  Saviour, 

Our  strength  will  renew, 
Look  ever  to  Jesus, 

He'll  carry  you  through.  Ref. 

TSTo.  157. 

1  Come  every  soul  by  sin  oppress'd, 

There's  mercy  with  the  Lord  : 
And  He  will  surely  give  you  rest, 
By  trusting^  iu  His  word. 
Ciio.-Come  to  Jesus,  come  to  Jesus, 
Come  to  Jesus  now  ! 
He  will  save  you,  He  will  save  you, 
He  will  save  you  now. 

2  For  Jesus  shed  His  precious  blood 

Rich  blessings  to  bestow  ; 
Plunge  now  into  the  crimson  flood 
That  washes  white  as  snow.  Cho. 

3  Yes,  Jesus  is  the  truth,  the  way 

That  leads  you  into  rest ; 
Believe  in  Him  without  delay, 
And  you  are  fully  blest.  Cho. 

4  Come,  then,  and  join  this  holy  band, 

And  on  to  glory  go  ; 
To  dwell  in  that*celestial  land, 
Where  joys  immortal  flow.  Cho. 

JN"o.  158. 

1  Toss'd  upon  life's  raging  billow, 

Sweet  it  is,  O  Lord,  to  know, 
Thou  did'st  press  a  sailor's  pillow, 

And  canst  feel  a  sailor's  woe. 
Never  slumb'ring,  never  sleeping, 

Tho'  the  night  be  dark  and  drear. 
Thou  the  faithful  watch  art  keeping, 

"All,  all's  well,"  Thy  constant  cheer. 

2  And  though  loud  the  wind  is  howling. 

Fierce  tho'  flash  the  lightning's  red; 
Darkly  tho'  the  storm-clouds  scowling 

O'er  the  sailor's  anxious  head; 
Thou  canst  calm  the  raging  ocean, 

All  its  noise  and  tumult  still, 
Hush  the  tempest's  wild  commotion, 

At  the  bidding  of  Thy  will. 


3  Thus  my  heart  the  hope  will  cherish, 

While  to  Thee  I  lift  mine  eye, 
Thou  wilt  save  me  ere  I  perish, 

Thou  wilt  hear  the  sailor's  cry. 
And  though  mast  and  sail  be  riven, 

Life's  short  voyage  will  soon  be  o'er* 
Safely  moored  in  heaven's  wide  haven, 

Storm  and  tempest  vex  no  more. 

No.159. 

1  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Work  through  the  morning  hours  ; 
Work,  while  the  dew  is  sparkling, 

Work,  'mid  springing  flowers ; 
Work,  when  the  day  grows  brighter, 

Work  in  the  glowing  sun  ; 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man's  work  is  done. 

2  Work,  for  thfd  night  is  coming  ; 

Work  through  the  sunny  noon  ; 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor; 

Rest  comes  sure  and  soon. 
Give  every  flying  minute 

Something  to  keep  in  store ; 
Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

When  man  works  no  more, 

3  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Under  the  sunset  skies ; 
While  their  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

Work,  for  daylight  flies. 
Work,  till  the  last  beam  fadeth, 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more  : 
Work,  while  the  night  is  darkening, 

When  man's  work  is  o'er. 

No.  1GO. 

1  We  praise  Thee,  0  God!  for  the  Son 

of  Thy  love, 
For  Jesus  who  died,  and  is  now  gone 
above. 
Ciio.-Hallelujah  !  Thine  the  glory,  Hal- 
lelujah !  Amen. 
Hallelujah!  Thine  the  glory   Re- 
vive us  again. 

2  We  praise  Thee,   O  God  !    for  Thy 

Spirit  of  light, 
Who  has  shown  us  our  Saviour,  and 
scattered  our  night.     Cho. 

3  All  glory  and  praise  to  the  Lamb  that 

was  slain, 
Who  has  borne  all  our  sins,  and  has 
cleansed  ever  stain.     Cho. 


(38.) 


I  All  glory  and  praise  to  the  God  of  all  !N"o.  163. 


grace, 

Who  lias  bought  ns,  and  sought  us, 
and  guided  our  ways.     Cho. 

6  Revive  us  again,  fill  each  heart  with 
Thy  love 
May  each  soul  be  rekindled  with  fire 
'from  above.     Cho. 

No.  161. 

1  Art  thou  weary,  art  thou  languid, 

Art  thou  sore  distrest  I 
"Come  to  Me,"  saith  One,  "and  com 
Be  at  rest,  be  at  rest !  "  [ing 

Cho.-"  In  His  feet  and  hands  are  wound- 
prints, 
And  His  side,  and  His  side." 

2  Hath  He  marks  to  lead  me  to  Him, 

If  He  be  my  Guide  ! 
"In  His  feet  and  hands  are  wound- 
prints. 
And  His  side,  and  His  side." 

3  Hath  He  diadem  as  Monarch 

That  His  brow  adonis  .' 
"  Yes.  a  crown  in  very  surety, 
But  of  thorns,  but  of  thorns."  Cho. 

4  If  I  still  hold  closelv  to  Him, 

What  hath  He  at  last  I 
"  Sorrow  vanquished,  labor  ended, 
Jordan  past,  Jordan  past !  "     Cho. 

5  Finding,    following,    keeping,    strug- 

Is  He'  sure  to  bless  ?  [gling, 

"Angels,  martyrs,  prophets,  sages. 
Answer,  yes  *!  answer,  yes  !  "     Cho. 

No.  162. 

1  The  blood,  the  blood  is  all  my  plea, 

Xor  should  a  sinne**  wonder, 
For  guilty  stain  and  stinging  pain 
Had  torn  my  heart  asunder! 
Cno.-But  now  I'm  bending  at  the  cross, 
"Washing  in  the  crimson  tide, 
And  cleansed,  I  tarry  at  the  foun- 
tain. 
Opened  at  my  Saviour's  side. 

2  My  cup,  my  cup  it  runneth  o'er, 

With  joy  celestial  brimming; 
On  wings  of  love  I  soar  above, 
His  hallelujahs  hymning.     Cho. 

3  The  blood,  the  blood  is  all  my  song, 

I  have  no  bliss  without  it ; 
From  every  stain  it  makes  me  clean, 
My  life  and  lip  shall  shout  it.  Cho. 

(39.) 


1  There  is  a  land,  a  beauteous  land, 
Where  ransomed  saints  in  glory  stand; 
And  songs  of  rapture  fill  the  air, 
Oh  !  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there  ? 

PvEF.-Shall  I  be  there,  shall  I  be  there, 
And  in    those  songs  of   rapture 

share  ? 
Shall  I  be  there,  shall  I  be  there — 
Oh!  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there  ? 

2  Shall  I  those  glories  e'er  behold. 
Those  pearly    gates    and  streets    of 

gold  ? 
A  crown  of  glory  shall  I  wear  ? 
Oh  !  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there  ? 
lief. 

3  That  glorious  land  when  shall  I  see  ? 
Oh  !  is  that  blessed  place  for  me  .? 
Is  there  a  crown  for  me  to  wear — 
Shall  I  indeed,  O  Lord,  be  there  ]  Ref. 
"Whene'er  my  wanderings  here  shall 
Receive  me  into  perfect  peace:  [cease, 
And  may  Thy  voice  to  me  declare  : 
Oh  !  yes,  my  child,  thou  shalt  be  there  ! 

Bef.-I  shall  be  there,  I  shall  be  there. 
And  in  those    songs  of   rapture 

share  ; 
I  shall  be  there,  I  shall  be  there, 
Thro'  faith  in  God, I  shall  be  there. 

IN~o.  164. 

1  Heavenly  Father,  bless  me  now, 
At  the  cross  of  Christ  I  bow; 
Take  my  guilt  and  grief  away, 
Hear  and  heal  me  now,  I  pray. 
Xow,  O  Lord,  this  very  hour, 
Send  Thy  grace,  and  show  Thy  pow'r; 
While  I  rest  upon  Thy  word," 
Come,  and  bless  me  now,  O  Lord. 

2  Xow.  just  now,  for  Jesus'  sake, 
Lift  the  clouds,  the  fetters  break ; 
While  I  look,  and  as  I  cry. 
Touch  and  cleanse  me,  ere  I  die. 
Xever  did  I  so  adore 
Jesus  Christ,  Thy  Son,  before : 
Now  the  time  !  and  this  the  place  ! 
Gracious  Father,  show  Thy  grace. 

3  Mercy  now,  O  Lord,  I  plead, 
In  this  hour  of  utter  need  ; 
Turn  me  not  away  unblest, 
Calm  my  anguish  into  rest. 
O  Thouloving,  blessed  One, 


Rising  o'er  me  like  the  sun, 
Light  and  life  art  Thou  within — 
Saviour,  Thou,  from  every  sin ! 

]NTo.  165. 

1  Far  from  home,  yes,  far  from  home, 
In  sin  and  rags  1  sadly  roam ; 

No  tender  love  or  Father's  care, 
But  nll'd  with  sorrow  and  despair. 
CHO.-Come  home !  come  home ! 

Prodigal  child,  come  home ! 

Come  home !  come  home ! 

Prodigal  child,  come  home. 

2  Far  from  home  and  far  from  God, 
I  feel  the  chastening  of  His  rod, 
In  feeding  here  among  the  swine, 
Refusing  peace  and  love  divine.    Gho. 

3  Far  from  home  and  far  from  Christ, 
His  love  so  free  and  without  price ; 
"While  here  in  wretchedness  I  roam, 
Far  froni  God,  and  Christ,  and  home. 

Gho. 

4  Quick  to  the  banquet  house  repair, 
Thy  Father  stands  to  greet  thee  there ; 
Come,  now,  behold  His  smiling  face, 
He'll  kiss  thee  with  His  pardoning 

grace.   Gho. 

No.  16G. 

1  Is  this  the  way,  my  Father  ? 

liesponse — "Lis,  my  child; 
Thou  must  pass  through  this  tanpled, 

dreary  wild,  If  thou  would'st  reach  the 

city  undefiled, 
|| :  Thy  peaceful  home  above.  :|| 

2  But  enemies  are  round  ; 

liesponse — Yes,  child,  I  know, 
That  where  thou  least  expect'st  thou'lt 

find  a  foe ;  But  victor  shalt  thou  prove 

o'er  all  below, 
|| :  Only  seek  strength  above.  :|| 

3  My  Father,  it  is  dark ; 

Response — Child,  take  my  hand, 
Cling  close  to  me,  I'll  lead  thee  through 

the  land ;  Trust  my  all-seeing  care, 

so  shalt  thou  stand 
|| :  Midst  glory  bright  above.  :|| 

4  My  footsteps  seems  to  slide, 

Response — Child,  only  raise 
Thine  eyes  to  me,  then  in  these  slippery 

ways  I  will  hold  up  thy  goings ; 

A  nd  thou  shalt  praise 
•J:  Me  for  each  stop  above.  :|| 


5  0  Father,  I  am  weary ! 

Response — Child,  lean  thine  head 
Upon  my  breast ;    it  was  my  love  that 

spread  Thy  rugged  path ;  hope  on, 

Till  I  have  said  : 
|| :  Rest,  rest,  forever  rest.  :|| 

No.167. 

First  Commandment.— Thou  shalt 
have  no  other  gods  before  me. 

Second  Commandment.— Thou  shalt 
not  make  unto  thee  any  graven  image, 
or  any  likeness  of  anything  that  is  in 
heaven  above,  or  that  is  in  the  earth  be- 
neath, or  that  is  in  the  water  under  the 
earth :  Thou  shalt  not  bow  down  thy- 
self to  them,  nor  serve  them  ;  for  I  the 
Lord  thy  God  am  a  jealous  God,  visiting 
the  iniquity  of  the  fathers  upon  the 
children  unto  the  third  and  fourth  gen- 
eration  of  them  that  hate  me  ;  and  show- 
ing mercy  unto  thousands  of  them  that 
love  me  and  keep  my  commandments. 

Third  Commandment.— Thou  shalt 
not  take  the  name  of  the  Lord  thy  God 
in  vain  ;  for  the  Lord  will  not  hold  him 
guiltless  that  taketh  His  name  in  vain. 

Fourth  Commandment. — Remember 
the  sabbath-day  to  keep  it  holy.  Six 
days  shalt  thoii  labor,  and  do  all  thy 
work  :  But  the  seventh  day  is  the  sab- 
bath of  the  Lord  thy  God ;  in  it  thou 
shalt  not  do  any  work,  thou,  nor  thy 
son,  nor  thy  daughter,  thy  manservant, 
nor  thy  maidservant,  nor  thy  cattle,  nor 
the  stranger  that  is  within '  thy  gates  : 
For  in  six  days  the  Lord  made  heaven 
and  earth,  the  sea,  and  all  that  in  them 
is,  and  rested  the  seventh  day :  where- 
fore the  Lord  blessed,  the  sabbath-day 
and  hallowed  it. 

Fifth  CoMMANDMENT.-,-Honor  thy 
father  and  thy  mother:  that  thy  days 
may  be  long  upon  the  land  which  the 
Lord  thy  God  giveth  thee. 

Sixth  Commandment.— Thou  shalt 
not  kill. 

Seventh  Commandment.-TIiou  shalt 
not  commit  adultery. 

Eighth  Commandment.— Thou  shalt 
not  steal. 

Ninth   Commandment.— Thou  shalt 


(40.) 


not    hear    false    witness    against     thy 
neighbor. 

Tenth  Commandment.— Thou  shalt 
not  covet  thy  neighbor's  house,  thou 
shalt  not  covet  thy  neighbor's  wife,  nor 
anservant,  nor  his  maidservant, 
nor  his  ox,  nor  his  ass,  nor  anything 
that  is  thy  neighbor's. 

No.  1G8. 

1  We  shall  meet  no  more  to  sever, 

By-and-by,  by-and-by ; 
And  the  darkness  will  be  over, 

By-and-by,  by-and-by ; 
With,  "the  toilsome  journey  done, 
And  the  glorious  battle  won, 
"We  shall  shine  forth  as  the  sun, 
By-and-by,  by-and-by. 
Cho  .-We  shall  meet  no  more  to  sever, 
By-and-by,  by-and-by ; 
And  the  darkness  will  he  over, 
By-and-by,  by-and-by. 

2  We  shall  see  and  be  like  Jesus 

By-and-by,  by-and-by ; 
He  a  crown  of  life  will  give  us, 

By-and-by.  by-and-by ; 
And  the  angels  who  fulfil, 
All  the  mandates  of  His  will, 
Shall  attend  and  love  us  still. 

By-and-by,  by-and-by.  Cho. 

3  Then  with  robes  of  snowy  whiteness, 

By-and-by,  by-and-by ; 
And  with  crowns  of  dazzling  bright- 

By-and-by,  by-and-by ;  [ness 

There  our  storms  and  perils  passed. 
And  with  glory  ours  at  last, 
"We'll  possess  the  kingdom  vast, 

By-and-by,  by-and-by.  Cho. 


NO.  169. 

I  Let  me  go  where  saints  are  going, 
To  the' mansions  of  the  blest ; 
Let  mo  go  where  my  Redeemer 

Has  prepared  His  people's  rest ; 
I  would  gain  the  realms  of   bright- 
ness, 
Where  they  dwell  for  evermore ; 
I  would  join  the  friends  that  wait  me, 
Over  on  the  other  shore. 
Cho. -Let  me  go  !  'tis  Jesus  calls  me  ; 
Let  me  gain  the  realms  of  day  ! 
Bear  me  over,  angel  pinions, 
Longs  my  soul  to  be  away. 


2  Let  me  me  go  !  why  should  I  tarry  ? 

What  has  earth  to  keep  me  here  ? 
What,  but  cares  and  toils  and  sorrows? 

What,  but  deatli  and  pain  and  fear  ! 
Let  me  go  !  for  hopes  most  cherished 

Blasted  round  me  often  lie  ; 
Oh  !  I've  gathered  brightest  flowers, 

But  to  see  them  fade  and  die.  Cho. 

3  Let  me  go  !  there  is  a  glory 

That  my  soul  hath  longed  to  know: 
I  am  thirsting  for  the  waters 

That  from  crystal  fountains  now  ; 
There  is  where^the  angels  tarry  ; 

There  the  saved  forever  throng : 
There  the  brightness  wearies  iiever  ; 

There  I'll  sing  Redemption's  song. 
Cho. 

No.  170. 

1  I  will  sing  you  a  song  of  that  beauti- 

ful land. 
The  far-away  home  of  the  soul, 
Where  no  storms  ever  heat  on  the 
glittering  strand, 
While  the  years  of  eternity  roll, 
While  the  years  of  eternity  roll ; 
Where  no  storms  ever   beat  on  the 
glittering  strand, 
While  the  years  of  eternity  roll. 

2  There  the  great  tree  of  life  in  its  beau- 

ty doth  grow, 
And  the  river  of  life  floweth  hy, 
For  no  death  ever  enters  that  city  you 

know, 
And  nothing  that  maketh  a  lie. 

3  That  unchangeable  home  is  for  you 

and  for  me, 
Where  Jesus  of  Xazareth  stands  ; 
The  King  of  all  kingdoms  forever  is 

He, 
And  He  holdeth  our  crowns  in  His 

hands. 

4  Oh,  how  sweet  it  will  be  in  that  beau- 

tiful land, 
So  free  from  all  sorrow  and  pain ! 
With  songs   on   our  lips,   and   with 

harps  in  our  hands, 
To  meet  one  another  again. 

No.  171. 

1  Joyfully,  joyfully  onward  I  move, 
Bound  'to  the  hind  of  bright  spirits 

above: 
Angelic  choristers  sing  as  I  come, 


(41.) 


Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  thy  home ! 

.    Soon  with  my  pilgrimage  ended  below, 

Homo  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  I  go ; 

Pilgrim  and  stranger  no  more  shall  I 

roam, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  resting  at  home. 
I  Death,  with  thy  weapons  of  war  lay 
me  low, 
Strike,  king  of  terrors,  I  fear  not  the 

blow ; 
Jesus  hath  broken  the  bars  of  the 

tomb ! 
Joyfully,  joyfully  will  I  go  home. 
Bright  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn, 
Death  shall  be  banished,  his  seeptre 

be  gone : 
Joyfully,    then,    shall  I  witness    his 

doom, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  safely  at  home. 
No.  173. 
J  I  hear  the  Saviour  say, 

Thy  strength  indeed  is  small ; 
Child  of  weakness,  watch  and  pray, 
Find  in  Me  thine  all  in  all.. 
CHO.-Jesus  paid  it  all, 

All  to  Him  I  owe; 
Sin  hath  left  a  crimson  stain  ; 
He  washed  it  white  as  snow. 

2  Lord,  now  indeed  I  find 

Thy  faith,  and  Thine  alone, 
Can  change  the  leper's  spots, 
And  melt  the  heart  of  stone.    Cho. 

3  For  nothing  good  have  I 

Whereby  Thy  grace  to  claim — 
I'll  wash  my  garment  white 
In  the  blood  of  Calv'ry's  Lamb.  Cho. 

4  When  from  my  dying  bed 

My  ransomed  soul  shall  rise, 
Then  "Jesus  paid  it  all" 
Shall  rend  the  vaulted  skies.    Cho. 

5  And  when  before  the  throne 

I  stand,  in  Him  complete, 
I'll  lay  my  trophies  down, 
All  down,  at  Jesus'  feet.    Cho. 

No.  173. 

"1  The  great  Physician  now  is  near, 

The  sympathizing  Jesus, 
He  speaks,  the  drooping  heart  to  cheer, 

Oh  hear  the  voice  of  Jesus. 
Cuo.-Sweetest  note  in  seraph  song, 

Sweetest  name  on  mortal  tongue, 
Sweetest  carol  ever  sung, 
Jesus,  Jesus,  Jesus. 


2  Your  many  sins  are  all  forgiven, 
Oh  !  hear  the  voice  of  Jesus, 

Go  on  your  way  in  peace  to  heaven, 
And  wear  a  crown  with  Jesus.    Cho 

3  All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 
I  now  believe  in  Jesus, 

I  love  the  blessed  Saviours  name, 
I  love  the  name  of  Jesus.    Cho. 

4  His  name  dispels  my  guilt — and  fear 
No  other  name  but  Jesus  : 

Oh!  how  my  soul  delights  to  hear 
The  charming  name  of  Jesus.    Cho. 

]N~0.   174^.  From  "  Songa  of  Devotion. 

1  Pass  me  not,  O  gentle  Saviour, 
Hear  my  humble  cry  : 

"While  on  others  Thou  art  smiling, 
Do  not  pass  me  by. 
Cho. -Saviour,  Saviour, 

Hear  ray  humble  cry, 
While  on  others  thou  art  calling, 
Do  not  pass  me  by. 

2  Let  me  at  a  throne  of  mercy 
Find  a  sweet  relief  ; 

Kneeling  there  in  deep  contrition, 
Help  my  unbelief.     Cho. 

3  Trusting  only  in  Thy  merit, 
Would  I  seek  Thy  face  ; 

Heal  my  wounded,  broken  spirit, 
Save  me  by  Thy  grace.     Cho. 

4  Thou  the  spring  of  all  my  comfort, 
More  than  life  to  me  ; 

Whom  have  Ion  earth  beside  Thee  ? 
Whom  in  heaven  but  Thee  ?    Cho. 

UNTo.  175. 

1  I  am  coming  to  the  cross  ; 
I  am  poor,  and  weak,  and  blind  ; 

I  am  counting  all  but  dross  ; 
I  shall  full  salvation  find. 
Cho.  I  am  trusting,  Lord,  in  Thee, 
Dear  Lamb  of  Calvary  ; 
Humbly  at  Thy  cross  I  bow  ; 
Save  me,  Jesus,  save  me  now. 

2  Long  my  heart  has  sighed  for  Thee, 
Long  has  evil  reigned  within  ; 

Jesus  sweetly  speaks  to  me, 
I  will  cleanse  you  from  all  sin.  Cho. 

3  Here  I  give  my  all  to  Thee — 
Friends, and  time, and  earthly  store  ; 

Soul  and  body  Thine  to  be — 
Wholly  Thine — forever  more.    Cho. 


(42.) 


4  In  the  promises  I  trust ; 

!Now  I  feel  the  blood  applied  ; 
I  am  prostrate  in  the  dust ; 
I  with  Christ  am  crucified.     Cho. 

5  Jesus  comes  !  He  fills  ray  soul ! 

Perfected  in  love  I  am  ; 
I  am  every  whit  made  whole; 
Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb.     Cho. 

1  Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine, 

The  joy  and  desire  of  my  heart, 
For  closer  communion  I  pine  ; 
I  long  to  reside  where  Thou  art. 
Cho. -My  will  to  Thine  own  I  resign, 
Xm\  gladly  forsake  all  for  Thee 
Now,  Saviour,  I  know  I  am  Thine, 
Dear  Jesus,  abide  Thou  with  me, 

2  The  pasture  I  languish  to  find, 

Where  all  who  their  Shepherd  obey, 
Are  fed,  on  Thy  bosom  reclined, 
And  screened  from  the  heat  of  the 
day.     Cho. 

3  'Tis  there,  with  the  lambs  of  Thy 

There  only,  I  covet  to  rest ;     [flock, 
To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  rock, 
Or  rise  to  be  hid  in  Thy  breast.  Cho. 

4  'Tis  there  I  would  always  abide, 

And  never  a  moment  depart. — 
Concealed  in  the  cleft  of  Thv  side, 
Eternally  held  in  Thy  heart.     Cho. 

5  Appear,    and    my    wanderings    shall 

cease  ; 
The  blood  of  atonement  apply ; 
And  to  Thvself  lead  me  for  peace, — 
The  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I. 

Cho. 

6  Oh.  enter  this  desolate  heart. — 

Then  rule  o'er  the  heart  Thou  hast 
won ; 
Not  again  in  Thine  anger  depart, 
But  make  it  forever  Thy  throne. 
Cho. 

>7o.  177. 

1  Often,  as  we  travel  onward, 

1 'ward  the  happy,  better  land, 
Where  our  dear  ones,  gone  before  us, 
b  to  us  a  beckoning  hand, 
[>w  weary  with  our  trials, 
And  our  bitter  pain  ami  loss, 
And  forget,  in  human  weakness, 
There's  a  crown  above  the  cross. 


2  Often  we  grow  faint  and  weary 

In  the  rough  and  rugged  way, 
That  shall  lead  us  over  sorrows, 

Nearer  heavenward  day  by  day; 
And  we  sit  down,  weak  and  weary 

Saying.  Life  is  only  loss ; 
Losing  sight,  in  human  blindness, 

Of  the  crown  above  the  cross. 

3  Oh,  be  strong  to  do  and  sutler ! 

After  labor  cometh  rest : 
After  pain  and  sorrow — gladness 

To  the  weary,  weary  breast. 
After  earth,  the  peace  of  heaven, 

And  the  life  made  free  from  dross ; 
After  night  the  golden  morning, 

And  the  crown  above  the  cross. 

^N"0.    178.  From  " Charm." 

1  "Almost  persuaded,"  now  to  believe  ; 
'•Almost    persuaded,"    Christ  to  re- 

eeive, 
Seems  now  some  soul  to  say, 
"Go,  Spirit,  go  Thy  way. 
Some  more  convenient  (lav 

On  Thee  I'll  call." 

2  "Almost  persuaded,"  come,  come  to- 

day : 
"Almost  persuaded,"  turn  not  away, 
Jesus  invites  you  here, 
Angels  are  lingering  near, 
Prayers  rise  from  hearts  so  dear ; 

O  wanderer,  come! 

3  "Almost  persuaded."  harvest  is  past' 
"Almost  persuaded,"  doom   comes  at 

last ! 
"Almost  ",cannot  avail  ; 
"Almost  "  is  but  to  fail ! 
Sad,  sad,  that  fitter  wail — 

"Almost,  but  lost!  " 

:Vo.  179. 

1  There  is  a  happy  land, 

Far,  far  away, 
Where  saints  in  glory  stand, 

Bright,  bright  as  day. 
Oh,  how  they  sweetly  "sing. 

"Worthy  is  our  Saviour  King  ;  ' 
Loud  let  His  praises  ring, 

Praise,  praise  for  aye. 

2  Come  to  that  happy  land, 

Come,  come  away. 
Why  will  ye  doubting  stand, 
Why  still  delay  1 


(43.) 


Oli,  we  shall  happy  be, 

When,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Lord,  wo  shall  dwell  with  Thee, 

Blest,  blest  for  aye. 
3  Bright,  in  that  happy  land, 

Beams  every  eye: 
Kept  by  a  Father's  hand, 

Love  cannot  die. 
Oh,  then  to  glory  run ; 

Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won ; 
And  bright,  above  the  sun,] 

AVe'll  reign  for  aye. 

No.  ISO. 

1  To-day  the  Saviour  calls, 

Ye  wand'rers,  come; 

Oh,  ye  benighted  souls, 

Why  longer  roam  1 

2  To-day  the  Saviour  calls : 

Oh,  listen  now; 
Within  these  sacred  walls 
To  Jesus  bow. 

3  To-day  the  Saviour  calls, 

For  refuge  fly ; 
The  storm  of  justice  falls, 
And  death  is  nigh. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day : 

Yield  to  His  power  : 
Oh,  grieve  Him  not  away ; 
"Tis  mercy's  hour. 

No.  181. 

1  Listen  !  the  Master  beseecheth, 
Calling  each  one  by  his  name ; 

His  voice  to  each  loving  heart  reacheth, 

Its  cheerfulest  service  to  claim. 
Go  where  the  vineyard  demandeth 
Vinedressers'  nurture  and  care  ; 
Or  go  where  the  white  harvest  standeth, 

The  joy  of  the  reaper  to  share. 
CiiO.-Then  work,  brothers,  work !   let 
us  slumber  no  longer, 
For  God's  call  to  labour  grows 

stronger  and  stronger ; 
The  light  of  this  life  shall  be  dark- 

en'd  full  soon, 
But  the  light  of  the  better  life 
resteth  at  noon. 

2  Seek  those  of  evil  behaviour, 
Bid  them  their  lives  to  amend  ; 

Go,  point  the  lost  world  to  the  Saviour, 

And  be  to  the  friendless  a  friend. 
SI  ill  be  the  lone  heart  of  anguish  l 

(44 


Sooth' d  by  the  pity  of  thine ; 
By  wayside,  if  wounded  ones  languish, 
Go  pour  in  the  oil  and  the  wine.    Cho 

3  Work,  though  the  enemies'  laughter 
Over  the  valleys  may  sweep — 

For  God's  patient  workers  hereafter 
Shall  laugh  when  the  enemies  weep. 

Ever  on  Jesus  reliant, 
Press  on  your  chivalrous  way — 

The  mightiest  Philistine  giant 
His  Davids  are  charter'd  to  slay.  Cho. 

4  Work  for  the  good  that  is  nighest ; 
Dream  not  of  greatness  afar ; 

That  glory  is  ever  the  highest, 
Which  shines  upon  men  as  they  are. 

Work,  tho'  the  world  would  defeat  you ; 
Heed  not  its  slander  and  scorn ; 

Nor  weary  till  angels  shall  greet  you 
With  smiles  through  the  gates  of  the 
morn.   Cho. 

5  Offer  thy  life  on  the  altar  j 
In  .the  high  purpose  be  strong; 

And  if  the  tired  spirit  should  falter, 
Then  sweeten  thy  labour  with  song, 

What,  if  the  poor  heart  complaineth, 
Soon  shall  its  wailing  be  o'er ; 

For  there,  in  the  rest  which  remaineth, 

It  shall  grieve  and  be  weary  no  more. 

Cho 

No.  183. 

1  "  For  ever  with  the  Lord," 
Amen,  so  let  it  be  ; 

Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word : 

'Tis  Immortality, 
Here  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  Him  I  roam  ; 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 

A  day's  inarch  nearer  home ; 
Nearer  home,  nearer  homo, 

A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

2  My  Father's  house  on  high, 
Home  of  my  soul,  how  near. 

At  times,  to  faith's  aspiring  eye 
Thy  golden  gates  appear  ! 

Ah,  then  my  spirit  faints 
To  reach  the  land  I  love  ; 

The  bright  inheritance  of  saints- 
Jerusalem  above ; 

Home  above,  home  above, 
Jerusalem  above. 

3  Yet  doubts  still  intervene, 
And  all  my  comfort  flies  : 

Like  Noah's  dove,  I  flit  between 

) 


Rough  seas  and  stormy  skies  ; 
Anon  the  clouds  depart, 

The  wind  and  waters  cease, 
While  sweetly  o'er  my  gladdened 

Expands  the  bow  of  peace;  [heart 
Bow  of  peace,  bow  of  peace, 

Expands  the  bow  of  peace. 
4  So.  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  vail  in  twain. 
By  death  I  shall  escape  from  death, 

And  life  eternal  gain  : 
Knowing  as  I  am  known, 

How  shall  I  love  that  word, 
And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 

"Forever  with  the  Lord:" 
With  the  Lord,  with  the  Lord, 

"Forever  with  the  Lord." 

No.  183. 

1  Since  God,  in  whom  we  live  and  move, 
By  sovereign  right  demands  our  love, 
Oh,  let  our  Sabbath  worship  rise 
Like  incense  wafted  to  the  skies. 

CHORUS. 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing, 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  Thy  grace : 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasin<r, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above : 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  nx'd  upon  it ; 

Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love  ! 

2  In  social  circles,  when  we  meet 
Around  the  Christian's  mercy-seat, 
Oh,    then,    with    feelings    deep    and 

strong, 
We  join  as  one  the  choral  song  : — 

CHORUS. 


INTo.  184,. 

1  On  the  cross  where  Christ  hung  bleed- 

ing, 

Streams  of  love  forever  flow  ; 
Through  the  Saviour's  interceding, 

We  that  blessed  stream  may  know 
Oh,  my  heart  be  filled  completely, 

And  in  grateful  love  rejoice  ! 
Jesus  speaks  so  gently,  sweetly, 

Listen  to  His  lovely  voice. 

CHOKUS. 

Drink,  and  you'll  be  thirsty  never, 
Drink,  and  you  shall  live  forever  ; 
Drink,  0  drink !  drink,  O  drink !  drink, 
O  drink  !  drink,  O  drink !  drink, 

0  drink  !  drink  of  the  water  of  life. 

2  Though  our  way  is  often  dreary, 

And  in  gloom  the  sky  is  clad : 
Tho'  the  steps  grow  faint  and  weary, 

And  the  heart  is  sick  and  sad  ; 
There's  a  well  of  living  pleasure, 

Every  night  and  morning  too, 
Flowing  in  exhaustless  measure, 

Ever  blessing,  ever  new.  Gho. 

3  We  may  ever  have  that  fountain, 

Welling  with  exhaustless  flow, 
In  the  valley,  on  the  mountain, 

Wheresoever  our  steps  may  go. 
As  we  drink,  a  holy  beauty 

Fills  our  souls,  so  washed  and  blest, 
And  our  hands  grow  strong  for  duty, 

And  our  weary  hearts  find  rest. 

Cho. 

No.  185. 

1  Disciples  of  Jesus,  why  stand  ye  here 

idle  ? 
Go  work  in  His  vineyard,  He  calls  you 
to-day ; 


Sweet  hour  of  prayer  !  sweet  hour  of  The  night  {s  approaching,  when  no  man 

can  labor, 


prayer 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care, 
And  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne, 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known. 

S  From  happy  children,  when  they  meet 
In  Sabbath  school,  their  dear  retreat, 
May  congregations  learn  to  raise, 
II.    tones   like   theirs,  their  grateful 
praise : 

CHOUUS. 

Yes,  we'll  gather  at  the  river, 
The  beautiful,  the  beautiful  river  ; 
Gather  with  the  saints  at  the  river, 
That  flows  by  the  throne  of  God. 

4  (45.) 


Our  Master  commands  us,  and  shall 
we  delav  ? 
CHO.-The  field  is  the  world !  The  field 
is  the  world ! 
Look  up,  for  the  harvest  is  near; 
When  the  reapers  from  glory  will  shout 
as  they  come, 
And  tln3  Lord  of  the  harvest  appear. 
2  Our  field  is  the  world,  and  our  work 
is  before  us, 
To  each  is  appointed  a  message  to  bear 
At  home  or  abroad,  in  the  cottage  oi 
palace, 


Wherever  directed,  our  mission  is 
there.     Cho. 

3  Perhaps  we  are  called  from  the  high- 

ways and  hedges, 
To  gather  the  lowly,  despised,  and 
oppressed ; 
If  this  be  our  duty,  then  why  should 
we  falter, 
"We'll  do  it,  and  trust  to  our  Saviour 
the  rest.     Cho. 

4  O'er  islands  that  sleep  in  the  wave- 

crested  ocean, 

We'll  scatter  the  truth,  and  its  truth 
it  shall  bear ; 
O'er  ice-covered  regions,   and    rock- 
girded  mountains, 

The  Lord  will  protect,  as  His  chil 
dren  are  there.     Cho. 

5  Instead  of  the  thorn  shall  the  myrtle 

be  planted  ; 
The  desert  shall  blossom  and  bloom 
as  the  rose ; 
The  palm  tree  rejoicing  shall  spread 
forth  her  branches : 
The  lamb  and  the  lion  together  re- 
pose.    Cho. 

No.  1S6. 

Solo. 

1  Where  do  you  journey,  my  brother, 

Oh,where  do  you  journey,  I  pray  ? 
Where  do  you  journey,  my  sister  ? 
For  stormy  and  dark  is  the  way. 
I>uet.  We're  journeying  on  to  Canaan, 
Thro'  suffering,and  trial, and  care, 
And  when  we  get  safely  to  glory, 
Oh, say, shall  we  meet  you  all  there  ? 
Cno.-Oh,  say,   shall   we  meet  you  all 
•  there? 
Oh,  say,  shall  we  meet  you  all  there  ? 
And  when  we  get  safely  to  glory, 
Oh,  say,  shall  we  meet  you  all  there  ? 
Solo. 

2  What  is  your  mission,  my  brother, 

What  is  your  mission  below  ? 
What  is  your  mission,  my  sister, 
As  journeying  onward  we  go  ? 
Duet.Our  mission  is  practising  mercy, 
Sweet  charity,  patience,  and  love, 
And  following  the  footsteps  of  Jesus, 
That  lead  to  the  mansions  above. 
Solo.  Cho. 

3  Oh, yes  !  you  will  meet  us,  my  brother, 

God  helping  our  weakness  and  sin ; 


Bearing  the  cross,  we,  my  sister, 
The  crown  will  endeavor  to  win. 
Duet. We'll  walk  through  the  vale  and 
the  shadow, 
Thro'  sufferings, and  trials, and  care, 
And  when  you  get  safely  to  glory, 
You'll  meet,  yes,  you'll  meet  us  all 
there!     Cho. 

TSTo.  187. 

1  I'm  trying  to  climb  up  Zion's  hill, 
For  the  Saviour  whispers,  "Love 

me; " 
Tho'  all  beneath  is  dark  as  death, 

Yet  the  stars  are  blight  above  mo. 
Then  upward  still,  to  Zion's  hill, 
To  the  land  of  joy  and  beauty, 
My  path  l>efore  shines  more  and  more, 
As  it  nears  the  golden  city. 
Cuo.-I'm  climbing  up  Zion's  hill, 
I'm  climbing  up  Zion's  hill, 

Climbing,  climbing, 
Climbing  up  Zion's  hill. 

2  I  know  I'm  but  a  little  child, 
My  strength  will  not  protect  me ; 

But  then  I  am  the  Saviour's  Lamb, 
And  He  will  not  neglect  me. 

Then  all  the  time  I'll  try  to  eliinl) 
This  holy  hill  of  Zion, 

For  I  am  sure  the  way  is  pure, 
And  on  it  comes  "no  lion."     Cho. 

3  Then  come  with  me,  we'll  upward  go, 
And  climb  this  hill  together ; 

And  as  we  walk  we'll  sweetly  talk, 

And  sing  as  we  go  thither. 
Then  mount  up  still  God's  holy  hill, 

Till  we  reach  the  pearly  portals, 
Where  raptured  tongues  proclaim  the 
songs 
Of  the  shining-robed  immortals. 

Cho. 
No.  1SS. 

1  We  shall  sleep,  but  not  forever, 

There  will  be  a  glorious  dawn  ! 

We  shall  meet  to  part,  no,  never ! 

On  the  resurrection  morn ! 
From  the  deepest  caves  of  ocean, 
From  the  desert  and  the  plain, 
From  the  valley  and  the  mountain, 

Countless  throngs  shall  rise  again. 
Clio. -We  shall  sleep,  but  not  for  ever, 
There  will  be  a  glorious  dawn; 
We  shall  meet  to  part,  no,  neAer 
On  the  rerurrection  morn  I 


(46.) 


2  When  we  see  a  precious  blossom, 

That  we  tended  with  such  care, 
Rudely  taken  from  our  bosom, 

How  our  aching  hearts  despair! 
Round  its  little  grave  we  linger, 

Till  the  setting  sun  is  low, 
Feeling  all  our  hopes  have  perished 

With  the  flower  we  cherished  so.  Cho. 
3  We  shall  sleep,  but  not  for  ever, 

In  the  lone  and  silent  grave  ; 
Blessed  be  the  Lord  that  taketh, 

Blessed  be  the  Lord  that  gave. 
In  the  bright,  eternal  city 

Death,  can  never,  never  come ! 
In  His  own  good  time  Hell  call  us 

From  our  rest  to  Home,  sweet  Home. 
Cho, 
No.  ISO. 

1  Let  us  gather  up  the  sunbeams 
Lying  all  around  our  path  ; 

Let  us  keep  the  wheat  and  roses, 

Casting  out  the  thorns  and  chaff; 
Let  us  find  our  sweetest  comfort 

In  the  blessings  of  to-day, 
With  a  patient  hand  removing 
All  the  briars  from  the  way. 
Clio. -Then  scatter  seeds  of  kindness, 
Then  scatter  seeds  of  kindness, 
Then  scatter  seeds  of  kindness, 
For  our  reaping  by-and-by. 

2  Strange,  we  never  prize  the  music 
Till  the  sweet- voiced  bird  has  flown  ! 

Strange,  that  we  should  slight  the  violets 
Till  the  lovely  flowers  are  gone  ! 

Strange,  that  summer  skies  and  sunshine 
Never  seem  one  half  so  fair, 

As  when  winter's  snowy  pinions 
Shake  the  white  down  in  the  air !  Cho. 

3  If  we  knew  the  baby  fingers, 
Pressed  against  the  window  pane, 

Would  be  cold  and  stiff"  to-niorrow — 

Never  trouble  us  again — 
Would  the  bright  eyes  of  our  darling 

Catch  the  frown  upon  our  brow  ? 
Would  the  piint  of  rosy  fingers 

Vex  us  then  as  they  do  now  ?    Cho. 

4  Ah !  those  little  ice-cold  fingers, 
How  they  point  our  memories  back 

To  the  hasty  words  and  action 
Strewn  alone  our  backward  track! 

How  those  little  hands  remind  us, 
As  in  snowy  grace  they  lie, 

Not  to  scatter  thorns — but  roses — 
For  our  reaping  by-and-by  !    Cho. 


IVo.  lOO. 

1  I'm  working  for  the  Master — 

0  glorious  work  divine  ! 
Through  grace  I'll  labour  in  the  field 

While  breath  and  life  are  mine; 
I'm  working  for  the  Master, 

And  this  my  boast  shall  be  : 
The  consecrated  cross  of  Him, 

Who  bled  and  died  for  me. 
Cho. -Dear  Saviour,    hear  my    earnest 

Descend  in  power  and  might ;  [pray'r, 
Make  this  the  tempie  of  Thy  love, 

And  bless  our  souls  to-night. 

2  If  strains  like  mine  so  simple, 
Can  reach  Thy  gracious  ear, 

Oh,  grant  the  Christian  hope  they  breathe 

Some  careless  soul  may  hear; 
If  I  am  counted  worthy/ 

JTo  sing  these  songs  For  Thee, 
The  least  among  Thy  children,  Lord, 

1  am  content  to  be. 

Cuo. -Dear  Saviour,    hear    my  earnest 
Descend  in  power  and  might,  [pray'r, 

Oh,  turn  some  wanderer  to  Thy  fold, 
Convert  one  soul  to-night. 

3  Thy  Name.  0  precious  Jesus, 
My  constant  theme  below; 

Thy  love  that  crowns  the  angels'  song, 

I'll  sing  where'er  I  go ; 
While  on  my  journey  homeward, 

My  greatest  joy  sl'iall  be 
To  labour  in  the  Vineyard  here, 

And  gather  souls  for  Thee. 
ChO.-Dear  Saviour,    hear    my  earnest 

Descend  in  power  and  might,   [pray'r, 
Convert  some  thoughtless  sinner  now, 

Seal  Thine  one  soul  to-night. 

^o.  lOl. 

1  I  have  entered  the  valley  of  blessing 
so  sweet, 
And  Jesus  abides  with  me  there ; 
And  His  Spirit  and  blood  make  my 
cleansing  complete, 
And  His  perfect  love  casteth  our 
fear. 

CHORUS. 

Oh,  come  to  this  valley  of  blessing  so 

sweet, 

Where  Jesus  will  fulness  bestow — 

And  believe,  and  receive,  and  confess 

Him, 

That  all  His  salvation  may  know. 


(47.) 


2  There  is  peace  in  the  valley  of  bless- 
ing so  sweet, 
And  plenty  the  land  doth  impart ; 
And  there's  rest  for  the  weary- worn 
traveller's  feet, 
And  joy  for  the  sorrowing  heart. 
Cho, 
'd  There  is  love  in  the  valley  of  bless- 
ing so  sweet, 
Such  as  none  but  the  blood-washed 
may  feel ; 
When  heaven  comes  down  redeemed 
spirits  to  greet, 
And  Christ  sets  His  covenant  seal 
Cho. 
4  There's  a  song  in  the  valley  of  bless 
ing  so  sweet, 
That  angels  would  fain  join    the 
strain — 
As,  with  rapturous  praises,  we  bow 
at  His  feet, 
Crying,  "AVorthy  the    Lamb  that 
was  slain!"  Cho. 

No.  193. 

1  I'm  kneeling,  Lord,  at  mercy's  gate, 
With  trembling  hope  and  fear, 

I've  waited  long,  and  still  I  wait, 

Thy  gracious  voice  to  hear. 
Thy  precious  word  has  bid  me  seek 

The  joys  Thou  hast  in  store ; 
Wilt  Thou,  O  Lord,  in  mercy  speak, 

I'm  kneeling  at  the  door. 
CllO.-l'm  kneeling  at  the  door, 
Kneeling  at  the  door  ; 
Wilt  Thou,  O  Lord,  in  mercy  speak, 
I'm  kneeling  at  the  door. 

2  None  ever  empty  turned  away, 
Who  truly  sought  Thy  face: 

And  I,  my  Saviour,  come  to-day, 
To  seek  Thy  pardoning  grace. 

Thy  precious  Blood  is  all  my  plea : 
This  can  my  soul  restore : 

Wilt  Thou  in  mercy  speak  to  me, 
I'm  kneeling  at  the  door.  Cho. 

3  And    when    the    ransomed    millions 
On  Zion's  flowery  hill  [stand 

With  palms  of  victory  in  their  hand, 
Waiting  their  Master's  will; 

Oh,  may  I  bear  the  living  green, 
And  that  dear  Name  adore, 

Whose  love  the  sinner  did  redeem, 
While  kneeling  at  the  door.  Cho. 


NO.    193.  From  "Fresh  Laurel*. 

1  Jesus  the  water  of  life  will  give 
Freely,  freely,  freely, 

Jesus  the  water  of  life  will  give 
Freely  to  those  who  love  Him ; 

Come  to  that  fountain,  oh,  drink  and 
Freely,  freeh    freely,  [live. 

Come  to  that  fountain,  oh,  drink  and 
live, 
Flowing  for  those  that  love  Him. 

CUORUS. 

The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say,  Come ; 

Freely,  freely,  freely ; 
And  he  that  is  thirsty,  let  him  come, 

And  drink  of  the  water  of  life. 
The  fountain  of  life  is  flowing, 

Flowing,  freely  flowing ; 
The  fountain  of  life  is  flowing, 

Is  flowing  for  you  and  for  me. 

2  Jesus  has  promised  a  home  in  heaven 
Freely,  freely,  freely ; 

Jesus  has  promised  a  home  in  heaven, 

Freely  to  those  that  love  Him. 
Treasures   unfading    will    there     be 

Freely,  freely,  freely;  [given 

Treasures  unfading  will  there  be  given 
Freely  to  those  that  love  Him.  Cho. 
Jesus  has  promised  a  robe  of  white, 

Freely,  freely,  freely ; 
Jesus  has  promised  a  robe  of  white, 

Freely  to  those  that  love  Him; 
Kingdoms   of   glory   and   crowns   of 

Freely,  freely,  freely ;  [light. 

Kingdoms  of    glory  and  crowns    oi 
light 

Freely  to  those  that  love  Him.  Cho. 
4  Jesus  has  promised  eternal  day, 

Freely,  freely,  freely  ; 
Jesus  has  promised  eternal  day 

Freely  to  those  that  love  Him ; 
Pleasure  that  never  shall  pass  away, 

Freely,  freely,  freely  ; 
Pleasure  that  never  shall  pass  away, 

Freely  to  those  that  love  Him.  Cho. 

INTO.  194,. 

1  Long  my  spirit  pined  in  sorrow, 

Watching,  waiting  all  in  vain; 
Waiting  for  a  golden  morrow, 

Free  from  earthly  care  and  pain. 
When  1  heard  a  sweet  voice  saying, 

In  the  accents  of  a  friend, 
"Cheer  up,brother,  'keep  on  praying,' 

Keep  on  praying  to  the  end." 


(48.) 


CHO.-TVhen  our  -wayward  thoughts  are  ]N"o.  106. 

1  Tell  me  the  old,  old  story 


straying, 
"When  God's  mercy  seems  delaying, 
Then  in  faith  we'll  keep  on  praying, 
Keep  on  praying, 
Keep  on  praying  to  the  end. 
2  Ye.  who  sigh  for  holy  pleasures, 
Ye,  who  mourn  your  load  of  sin, 
"Keep  on  praying,"   heavenly  treas 


Of  unseen  things  above. 
Of  Jesus  and  His^  glory, 

Of  Jesus  and  His  love. 
Tell  me  the  story  sinrply, 

As  to  a  little  child, 
For  I  am  weak  and  weary, 

And  helpless  and  defiled. 
In  the  end  you're  sure  to  win.  [urea  Cno.-Tell  me  the  old,  old  story. 


pray 

rid  vo 


Wrestle  with  the  Lord  of  glory, 

Lav  your  troubles  at  His'  feet, 
Plead,  with  faith  in  Calvary's  story 

Till  your  joys  are  all  complete.  Cho 
3  How  the  angel-band  rejoices, 

When  a  kneeling  mortal  prays  ; 
Hear  them  cry  in  heavenly  voices, 

"Keep  on  praying,"  all  your  days: 
Pray  until  you  reach  fair  Canaan, 

Reach  the  pearly  gates  of  day, 
Then  vour  bliss  shall  end  in  glory, 

And  shall  never  pass  away.     Cho. 
No.  195. 

1  Oh,  if  my  house  is  built  upon  a  rock, 

I  know  it  will  stand  for  ever ; 
The  floods  may  come,  and  the  rolling 
thunder's  shock 
May  beat  upon  my  house  that  is 
founded  on  a  rock. 
But  it  never  will  fall,  never  will  fall, 
never,  never,  never  ! 
Cho. -My   rock  is   firm,   it  is  my  sure 
foundation, 
'Tis  Jesus  Christ,  my  loving  Saviour, 
Jesus  Christ,  my  loving  Saviour, 
The  Rock  of  my  salvation, 
The  Rock  of  my  salvation. 

2  Oh,  if  my  house  is  built  upon  the  sand, 

'Twill    fall    when    the    floods    are 
swelling  : 
The  winds  will  blow,  and  the  tempest 
will  descend, 
And  beat  upon  my  house  that  is 
built  upon  the  sand, 
And  it  surely  will  fall,  never  to  rise, 
never,  never,  never  !     Cho. 

3  Theu  let  my  house  be  built  upon  a  rock, 

For  there  it  will  stand  for  ever  ; 
The  floods  may  come,  and  the  rolling 
thunder's  shock 
May   beat  upon  my  house  that  is 
founded  on  a  rock, 
But  it  never  will  fall,  never  will  fall, 
never,  never,  never  !     Cho. 


It  will  my  spirit  move; 
Oh,  tell  me  the  old,  old  story 
Of  Jesus  and  His  love.         % 

2  Tell  me  the  story  slowly, 

That  I  may  take  it  in, 
That  wonderful  redemption, 

God's  remedy  for  sin. 
Tell  me  the  story  often, 

For  I  forget  so  soon  ! 
The  "early  dew"  of  morning 

Has  passed  away  at  noon. 

3  Tell  me  the  same  old  story, 

When  you  have  cause  to  fear 
That  this  world's  empty  glory 

Is  costing  me  too  dear. 
Oh  yes.  when  that  world's  glory 

Is  dawning  on  my  soul, 
Tell  me  the  old,  old  story, 

"Christ  Jesus  makes  thee  whole  !  " 
Cho. 

No.  107. 

1  Only  waiting  till  the  shadows 

Are  a  little  longer  grown  ; 
Only  waiting  till  the  glimmer 

Of  the  day's  last  beam  is  flown ; 
Till  the  night  of  death  is  faded 

From  the  heart  once  full  of  day ; 
Till  the  stars  of  heavn  are  breaking 
Thro'  the  twilight  soft  and  gray. 
Cho.-I  am  waiting,  only  waiting 

For  the  summons  to  the  grave  ; 
And  I'm  trusting,  solely  trusting 
In  almighty  pow'r  to  save. 

2  Only  waiting  till  the  reapers 

Have  their  last  sheaf  gather'd  home ; 
For  the  summer  time  is  ended, 

And  the  autumn  winds  have  come; 
Quickly,  reapers,  gather  quickly 

The  last  ripe  hours  of  my  heart, 
For  the  bloom  of  life  is  wither'd, 

And  I  hasten  to  depart.    Cho. 

3  Only  waiting  till  the  angels 

Open  wide  the  mystic  gale, 


(49.) 


At  whose  feet  I  long  have  linger'd, 

"Weary,  poor,  and  desolate  ; 
Even  now  I  hear  thy  footsteps, 

And  their  voices  far  away, 
If  they  call  me,  I  am  waiting, 

Qnly  waiting  to  obey.    C ho. 
4  Only  waiting  till  the  shadows 

Are  a  little  longer  grown; 
Only  waiting  till  the  glimmer 

Of  the  day's  last  beam  is  flown  ; 
Then  from  out  the  gathering  darkness, 

Holy,  deathless  stars  will  rise, 
By  whose  light  my  soul  will  gladly 

"Wing  its  passage  to  the  skies.  Cho. 

JNTo.  li>8. 

1  "When  I  can  read  my  title  clear, 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes, 
Cho. -We  will  stand  the  storm, 

It  will  not  be  very  long  ; 

"We  will  anchor  by-ano>by, 

2  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall — 
So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
.    My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all.    Cho. 

3  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast.    Cho. 


No.  199. 

1  Blessed  Bible!  how  I  love  it ! 
How  it  doth  my  bosom  cheer  ! 

"What  on  earth  like  this  to  covet  ? 

Oh,  what  stores  of  wealth  are  here ! 
Man  was  lost,  and  doomed  to  sorrow, 

Xot  one  ray  of  light  or  bliss 
Could  he  from  earth's  treasures  borrow, 

Till  his  way  was  cheered  by  this. 

||:  Blessed  Bible  !  Blessed  Bible! 
How  thou  dost  my  spirit  cheer. :  || 

2  Yes,  I'll  to  my  bosom  press  thee; 
Precious  word,  I'll  hide  thee  here, 

Sure  my  very  heart  will  bless  thee, 

For  thou  ever  say'st  "good  cheer!" 
Speak,  poor  heart,  and  tell  thy  pond- 
Tell  how  far  thy  roving  led,      ['rings, 
When  this  book  brought  back  thy  wan- 
d'rings, 

Speaking  life  as  from  the  dead. 
Blessed  Bible  !    &.c. 

(50. ) 


3  Yes,  sweet  Bible !  I  will  nide  thoo 

Deep — yes,  deeper  in  this  heart : 
Thou  through  all  my  life  will  guide  mo, 

And  in  death  we  will  not  part. 
Part  in  death  ?  no,  never  !  never  ! 

Thro'  death's  vale  I'll  lean  on  thee  ; 
Then  in  world's  above,  for  ever, 

Sweeter  still  thy  truths  shall  be. 
Blessed  Bible !  &c. 

No.  200. 

1  "When  we  hear  the  music  ringing 
In  the  blight  celestial  dome, 

"When  sweet  angel  voices  singing 

Gladly  bid  us  welcome  home, 
To  the  land  of  ancient  story, 

"Where  the  spirit  knows  no  care, 
In  that  land  of  light  and  glory, 

Shall  we  know  each  other  there? 
Cno.-Shall  we  know  each  other? 
Shall  we  know  each  other  ? 
Shall  we  know  each  other  ? 
Shall  we  know  each  other  there  ? 

2  "When  the  holy  angels  meet  us, 
As  we  go  to  join  their  band, 

Shall  we  know  the  friends  that  greet  us 

In  the  glorious  spirit  land  ? 
Shall  we  see  the  same  eyes  shining 

On  us,  as  in  days  of  yore  ? 
Shall  we  feel  their  dear  arms  twining 

Fondly  round  us,  as  before  1    Cho. 

3  Yes,  my  earth-worn  soul  rejoices, 
And  my  weary  heart  grows  light, 

For  the  thrilling  angel  voices 

And  the  an  eel  faces  bright, 
That  shall  welcome  us  in  heaven 

Are  the  loved  of  long  a«;o, 
And  to  them  'tis  kindly  given 

Thus  their  mortal  friends  to  know. 

Cho, 

4  Oh  !  ye  weary,  sad  and  tossed  ones, 
Droop  not,  faint  not  by  the  way ; 

Ye  shall  ioin  the  loved  and  just  ones 

In  the  land  of  perfect  day  ! 
Harp-strings  touched  by  an^el  fingers 

Murmured  in  my  raptured  ear, 
Evermore  their  sweet  song  lingers 

""We  shall  know  each  other  there." 
Cho 
No.  SOI. 

1  "We've  listed  in  a  holy  war, 
Battling  for  the  Lord ! 


Eternal  life,  eternal  joy, 
Battling  for  the  Lord  ' 


Oho. -We'll  work  till  Jesus  comes, 
We'll  work  till  Jesus  comes, 
Well  work  till  Jesus  comes, 
And  tlieu  we'll  rest  at  home. 

2  Under  our  captain  Jesus  Christ, 

Battling  for  the  Lord  ! 
We've  listed  for  this  mortal  life, 
Battling  for  the  Lord  !     Cho. 

3  We'll  fight  against  the  powers  of  sin, 

Battling  for  the  Lord  ! 
In  favor  of  our  heavenly  King, 
Battling  for  the  Lord  !     Cho. 

4  And  when  our  warfare  here  is  o'er, 

Battling  for  the  Lord  ' 
This  strife  we'll  lea  ve,and  warno  more, 
Butt  ling  for  the  Lord!     Cho. 

5  Our  friends  and  kindred  there  we'll 

On  the  heavenly  shore !  [meet, 

And  ground  our  arms  at  Jesus'  feet, 
On  the  heavenly  shore  !     Cho. 

:vo.  2()2. 

1  Dear  Jesus,  I  long  to  be  perfectly 
whole ; 

1  want  Thee  forever  to  live  in  my  soul : 
Break  down  every  idol,  cast  out  every 

foe  ; 
Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter 

than  snow. 
CHO.-Whiter   than   snow,   yes,   whiter 

than  snow; 
Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter 

than  snow. 

2  Dear  Jesus,   let  nothing  unholy  re- 

main ; 

Apply  Thine  own  blood,  and  extract  ev- 
ery stain  ; 

To  get  this  blest  washing,  I  all  things 
forego ; 

Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter 
than  snow.     Cho. 

3  Dear  Jesus,   come  down    from  Thy 

throne  in  the  skies, 
And  help  me  to  make  a  complete  sacri- 
fice ; 
I  give  up  rnyself,and  whatever  I  know, — 
Now  wash   me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter 
than  snow.     Cho. 

4  Dear  Jesus,  Thou  see'st  I  patiently 

wait ; 
Come  now,  and  within  me,  a  new  heart 

create ; 


To  those  who  have  sougnt  Thee,  Thou 

never  saidst  no, — 
Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter 
than  snow.     Cho. 

5  Dear  Jesus,  for  this  I  most  humbly 
entreat ; 

I  wait,  blessed  Lord,  at  Thy  crucified 

feet. 
By  faith,  for  my  cleansing,  I  see  Thy 

blood  flow— 
Now  wash  me,  and  I  shall  be  whiter 

than  snow.     Cho. 

6  The  blessing,  by  faith,  I  receive  from 
above ; 

0  glory !  my  soul  is  made  perfect  in  love ; 
My  prayer  has  prevailed,  and  this  mo- 
ment I  know 

The  blood  is  applied,  I  am  whiter  than 

snow. 
Whiter  than  snow,  yes,  whiter  than 

snow, 
Dear  Jesus,   Thy    blood  makes   me 

whiter  than  snow. 

No.  203. 

1  Oh,  what  are  you  going  to  do,  brother! 
Say,  what  are"  you  going  to  do  ? 

You'have  thought  of  some  useful  labor. 

But  what  is  the  end  in  view  ? 
Tou  are  fresh  from  the  home  of  your 
boyhood, 

And  just  in  the  bloom  of  vouth  ! 
Have  you  tasted  the  sparkling  water 

That  flows  from  the  fount  of  truth  ? 

CHORUS. 

Is  your  heart  in  the  Saviour's  keeping  ? 

Remember,  He  died  for  3-011 ! 
Then  what  are  you  going  to  do,  brother  ? 

Say,  what  are  you  going  to  do  ? 

2  Oh,  what  are  you  going  to  do,  brother  1 
The  morning  of  youth  is  past ; 

The  vigor  and  strength  of  manhood, 
I     My  brother,  are  yours  at  last. 
You  are  rising  in  worldly  prospects, 

And  prospered  in  worldly  things  ; — 
A  duty  to  those  less  favored, 

The  smile  of  your  fortune  brings. 

CHORUS. 

Go,  prove  that  your  heart  is  grateful — 
The  Lord  has  a  work  for  you  ! 

Then  what  are  you  going  to  do,  brother? 
Say,  what  are'you  going  to  do? 

3  Oh,  what  are  you  going  to  do, brother  1 
Your  sun  at  its  noon  is  high  ; 


(51.) 


It  shines  in  meridian  splendor, 
And  rides  through  a  cloudless  sky. 

You  are  holding  a  high  position, 
Of  honor,  of  trust,  and  fame ; — 

Are  you  not  "willing  to  give  the  glory 
And  praise  to  your  Saviour's  Name  ? 

CHORUS. 

The  regions  that  sit  in  darkness 

Are  stretching  their  hands  to  you; 
Then  what  are  you  going  to  do,  brother  1 

Say,  what  are  you  going  to  do  ? 
4  Oh,  what  are  you  goin -to  do,  brother  ? 

The  twilight  approaches  now ; — 
Already  your  locks  are  silvered, 

And  winter  is  on  your  brow. 
Sour  talents,  your  time,  your  riches, 

To  Jesus,  your  Master,  give  ; 
Then  ask  if  the  world  around  you 

Is  better  because  you  live. 

CHORUS. 

You  are  nearing  the  brink  of  Jordan, 
But  still  there  is  work  for  you ; 

Then  what  are  you  going  to  do,  brother? 
Say,  what  are  you  going  to  do  1 


No.  204. 

1  I  am  now  a  child  of  God, 
For  I'm  washed  in  Jesus'  blood ; 
I  am  watching  and  I'm  longing  while  I 
wait. 
Soon  on  wings  of  love  to  fly, 
To  my  home  beyond  the  sky, 
To  my  welcome,  as  I'm  sweeping  thro' 

the  gates. 
ItEF.-In  the  blood  of  yonder  Lamb, 

Washed  from  eveiy  stain  I  am  ; 
Robed  in  whiteness,  clad  in  brightness, 

1  am  sweeping  through  the  gates. 

2  Oh  !  the  blessed  Lord  of  light, 
I  have  loved  Him  with  my  might : 

Now  His  arms  enfold,  and  comfort  while 
I  wait. 
I  am  leaning  on  His  breast, 
Oh !  the  sweetness  of  His  rest, 
And  I'm  thinking  of  my  sweeping  thro' 
the  gates,  lief. 
'A  I  am  sweeping  towards  the  gate, 
Where  the  blessed  for  me  wait : 
Where  the  weary  workers  rest  for  over- 
more. 
Where  the  strife  of  earth  is  done, 
And  the  crown  of  life  is  won, 
Oh  !  I'm  thinking  of  the  city   while  I 
soar.  Ref. 

(fv2.) 


4  Burst  are  all  my  prison  bars, * 
And  I  soar  beyond  the  stars  ; 
To  my  Father's  liouse,  the  bright  and 
blest  estate. 
Lo !  tha  morn  eternal  breaks, 
And  the  song  immortal  wakes, 
Robed    in  whiteness,   I  am    sweeping 
through  the  gates.  Ref 

No.  205. 

1  There's  a  light  in  the   window  for 

thee,  brother, 
There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee  ; 
A  dear  one  has  moved  to  the  mansions 

above, 
There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee. 
Clio.- A  mansion  in  heaven  we  see, 
And  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee  ; 
A  mansion  in  heaven  we  see, 
And  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee. 

2  There's  a  crown,  and  a  robe,  and  a 

palm,  brother, 

When  from  toil  and  care  you  are  free  ; 

The  Saviour  has  gone  to  prepare  you  a 

home, 

With  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee. 

Gho 

3  Oh,  watch,  and  be  faithful,  and  pray 
brother, 

All  your  journey  o'er  life's  troubled 


Tho'  afflictions  assail  you,  and  storms 
beat  severe, 
There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee. 
Gho. 
4  Then  on,  perseveringly  on,  brother, 
Till  from  conflict  and  suffering  free ; 
Bright  angels  now  beckon  you  over  tho 
stream, 
There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee. 
Gho 
No.  20G. 
1  I  love  to  tell  tho  story 
Of  unseen  things  above, 
Of  Jesus  and  His  glory, 

Of  Jesus  and  His  love. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

Because  I  know  it's  true, 
It  satisfies  my  longings, 
As  nothing  else  would  do. 
CHO.-I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

'Twill  be  my  theme  in  glory 
To  tell  the  old,  old  story, 
Of  Jesus  and  His  love. 


2  I  love  to  tell  the  story  : 

More  wonderful  it  seems 
Than  all  the  golden  fancies 

Of  all  our  golden  dreams. 
I  love  to  telllhe  story  : 

It  did  so  much  for  me  ! 
And  that  is  just  the  reason 

I  tell  it  now  to  thee.  Cho. 

3  I  love  to  tell  the  story : 

'Tis  pleasant  to  repeat 
"What  seems,  each  time  I  tell  it, 

More  wonderfully  sweet. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story  : 

For  some  have  never  heard 
The  message  of  salvation 

From  God's  own  holy  word.  Cho. 

4  I  love  to  tell  the  story  : 

For  those  who  know  it  best 
Seem  hungering  and  thirsting 

To  hear  it  like  the  rest. 
And  when,  in  scenes  of  glory, 

111  sing  the  New,  New  Song, 
'Twill  be— the  Old,  Old  Story 

That  I  have  loved  so  long.  Cho. 

JVo.  207. 

1  Go,  and  tell  Jesus,  weary,  sin-sick  soul. 
He'll  ease  thee  of  thy  burden,  make 

thee  whole ; 
Look  up  to  Him,  He  only  can  forgive, 
Believe  on  Him  and  thou  shalt  surely 

live. 
Cho.-Go,  and  tell  Jesus,  He  only  can 

forgive ; 
Go,  and  tell  Jesus,  O  turn  to  Him  and 

live; 
Go,  and  tell  Jesus,  Go.  and  tell  Jesus, 
Go,  and  tell  Jesus,  He  only  can  forgive. 

2  Go,  and  tell  Jesus,  when  your  sins 

arise, 
Like  mountains  of  deep  guilt  before 

your  eyes : 
His  blood  was  spilt,  His  precious  life 

He  gave, 
That  mercy,  peace,  and  pardon  you 

might  have.    Cho. 


No.  208. 

1  O,  think  of  a  home  over  there, 
By  the  side  of  the  river  of  light, 

Where  the  saints  all  immortal  and  fair, 
Are  robed  in  their  garments  of  white, 

Over  there,  over  there. 
O  think  of  the  home  over  there. 

2  O,  think  of  the  friends  over  there, 
Who  before  us  the  journey  have  trod, 

Of  the  songs  that  they  breathe  on  the  air, 
In  their  home  in  the  palace  of  God. 

Over  there,  over  there, 
0,  think  of  the  friends  over  there. 

3  My  Saviour  is  now  over  there,    [rest  ; 
There  my  kindred  and  friends  are  at 

Then  away  from  my  sorrow  and  care, 
Let  me  fly  to  the  land  of  the  blest. 

Over  there,  over  there, 
My  Saviour  is  now  over  there. 

4  I'll  soon  be  at  home  over  there, 
For  the  end  of  my  journey  I  see  ; 

Many  dear  to  my  heart  over  there, 
Are  watching  and  waiting  for  me. 

Over  there,  over  there, 
I'll  soon  be  at  home  over  there. 

^so.  209. 

1  Lo  !  our  fathers'  God  is  with  us  ! 

We  can  trace  His  mighty  hand, 
In  our  churches,  vast  in  number, 

Wide  extending  o'er  our  land. 
Let  our  full  united  chorus 

Ever  onward  roll  along, 
And  the  year  of  time  be  vocal 

With  our  loud,  ecstatic  song. 

Cho. --Marching  along  we  are  marching 

along : 
Rising  and  progressing,  we  are  march 

Dig  along  ; 
Our  hearts  are  united,  and  this  be  our 

song : 
Our' fathers'    God   is  with  us   while 

we're  marching  along. 


3  Go,  and  tell  Jesus,  he'll  dispel  thy  1 2  Lo  !  our  fathers'  God  is  with  us  ! 


fears, 


Lost  in  wonder,  we  adore 


AVill  calm  thy  doubts,  and  wipe  away, Him  who  brought  them  safely  hither 


thy  tears 


I     With  the  Gospel  to  our  shore. 


He'll  take  thee  in  His  arm,  and  on  HisiFired  with  zeal,  and  armed  with  courage, 


breast, 


Strong  in  faith  and  love  divine. 


Thou  may'st  be  happy,  and  for  ever]  Thro'  the  darkest  cloud  that  gathered 
rest.  '     They  could  see  His  glory  shine.   Cho 

(53.) 


3  Lo  !  our  fathers'  God  is  with  us ! 
They  have  laid  their  armour  down,1 

They  have  passed  the  vale  of  shadow, 
Left  the  cross  to  wear  a  crown : 

"We  must  bear  their  glorious  standard, 
Wield  our  veteran  fathers'  sword, 

In  the  army  of  the  faithful 
We  are  battling  for  the  Lord.    Cho. 

4  Lo !  our  fathers'  God  is  with  us ! 
Sing  aloud  with  heart  and  voice, 

Still  increasing  and  progressing, 

Brethren,  let  us  all  rejoice ! 
Hallelujah  !  what  a  meeting, 

When  we  reach  the  shining  shore, 
There  with  saints  who've  gone  before  us. 

Shout   "Free    grace"   for  evermore! 

Cho. 

JNTo.  210. 

1  Say  ye  not,  0  Christian  reaper, 
That  the  earth  no  harvest  yields : 

Look  abroad !  yes,  all  around  you, 

See  the  waiting  harvest  fields  ! 
CHO.-Look  abroad  !  yes,  all  around  you, 
See  the  waiting  harvest-fields  ! 
Say  ye  not,  0  Christian  reaper, 
That  the  earth  no  harvest  yields. 

2  Weak  in  flesh,  but  strong  in  spirit, 
Wield  the  trusty  sickle' &H)lade ; 

Have  no  fear  of  Satan's  reapers, 
Tho'  in  pomp  they  be  arrayed.    Cho. 

3  Multitudes  of  youth  and  children, 
Scattered  through  this  world  of  sin; 

Multitudes  of  men  and  women, 
Christ  will  give  you  grace  to  win.  Cho. 

4  Very  soon  the  autumn  cometh, 
And  the  summer  will  be  o'er, 

Then,  among  the  ripened  harvests 
You  will  find  your  work  no  more.  Cho. 

5  But  if  you  in  faith  have  labored, 
Gathering  all  the  sheaves  of  grain, 

You  in  joy  will  meet  the  Master, 
When  at  last  he  comes  again !    Cho. 


TSlo.  311. 

I  We  sing  of  the  realms  of  the  blest, 
That  country  so  bright  and  so  fair, 
And  oft  are  its  glories  confessed, — 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  1 
CiiO.-But  what,  but  what. 

But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

Aud  oft  are  its  glories  confessed, — 

But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 


2  We  speak  of  its  service  of  love, 

Of  robes  which  the  glorified  wear- 
The  church  of  the  first-born  above, 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

Cho. 

3  Do  Thou,  Lord, 'midst  pleasure  or  woe, 

For  heaven  our  spirits  i>repare  ; 
And  shortly  we  also  shall  know, 
And  feel  what  it  is  to  be  there.  Cho. 

IS'o.  213. 

1  I  am  so  glad  that  our  Father  in  heaven, 
Tells  of  His  love  in  the  Book  He  has 

given ; 
Wonderful  things  in  the  Bible  I  see, 
This  is  the  dearest,  that  Jesus  loves  me. 
Cho. -I  am  so  glad  that  Jesus  loves  me, 
Jesus  loA-es  me,  Jesus  loves  me, 
I  am  so  glad  that  Jesus  loves  me, 
Jesus  loves  even  me. 

2  Tho'  I  forget  Him  and  wander  away, 
Kindly  He  follows  wherever  I  stray  ; 
Back  to  His  dear  loving  arms  would  I 


When  I  remember  that  Jesus  loves  me. 
Cho. 
3  Oh,  if  there's  only  one  song  I  can  sing, 
When  in  His  beauty  I  see  the  great  King, 
This  shall  my  song  in  eternity  be, 
Oh,  what  a  wonder  that  Jesus  loves  me. 
Cho. 
No.  213. 
Brother,  you  may  work  for  Jesus, 

God  has  given  you  a  place 
In  some  portion  of  His  vineyard, 
And  will  give  sustaining  grace. 
He  has  bidden  you  "  Go  labor," 

And  has  promised  a  reward, 

Even  joy  and  life  eternal 

In  the  kingdom  of  your  Lord, 

In  the  kingdom  of  your  Lord. 

Brother,  you  may  pray  for  Jesus, 

In  your  closet,  and  at  homo, 
In  the  village,  in  the  city.  , 

Or  wherever  you  may  roam. 
Pray  that  God  may  send  the  Spirit 

Into  some  dear  sinner's  heart, 
And  that  in  his  soul's  salvation 
You  may  bear  some  humble  part. 
3  Brother,  you  may  "sing  for  Jesus," 
Oh  how  precious  is  His  love  ! 
Praise  Him  for  His  boundless  bless- 
Ever  coming  from  above.  Uugs 

f54.) 


Sine:  how  Jesus  died  to  save  you, 
How  your  siu  and  guilt  He  bore; 

How  His  blood  hatli  sealed  your  par- 
"Sing  for  Jesus  "  evermore,     [don : 
i  Brother,  you  may  live  for  Jesus, 

Him  who  died  that  you  might  live ; 

Oh  then  all  your  ransomed  powers 
Cheerful  to  His  service  give. 

Thus  for  Jesus  you  may  labor, 
And  for  Jesus'  sing  and  pray  ; 

Consecrate  your  life  to  Jesus- 
Love  aud  serve  Him  every  day. 

No.  214. 

1  'Twas  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  who  died  on 

the  tree, 
To  open  a  fountain  for  sinners  like  me  : 
His  blood  is  that  fountain  which  pardon 

bestows. 
And  cleanses  the  foulest  wherever  it 

flows. 
Cho. -For  the  Lion  of  Judah  shall  break 

every  chain, 
And  give  us  the  vie  fry  again  and  again. 

2  And  when  I  was  willing  with  all  things 

to  part, 
He  gave  me  my  bounty,  His  love  in  my 

heart : 
So  now  I  am  joined  with  the  conquerin g 

band, 
Who  are  marching  to  glory  at  Jesus 

command.     Cho. 

3  And  when  with  the  ransomed  by  Je- 

sus, my  head, 
From  fountain  to  fountain,  I  then  shall 

be  led  ; 
I'll  fall  at  His  feet  and  His  mercy  adore, 
And  sing  of  the  blood  of  the  cross  ever 

more.     Cho. 


No.  215. 

1  Oh,  hast  thou  ue'er  heard  of  the  beau 

tiful  stream, 
That  flows  through  our  Father's  land? 

its  waters  are  bright  in  the  heavenly 
Aud  ripple  o'er  golden  sand.      [light, 

Cno. -Seek  now  that  beautiful  stream, 
Seek  now  that  beautiful  stream, 
Its  waters  so  free,  are  flowing  for  thee, 
Oh,  seek  then  that  beautiful  stream. 

2  Its  virtues  endure,  and  its  waters,  so 

pure, 
Are  sweet  to  the  weary  soul ; 


It  flows  from  tne  throne  of  Jehova\ 
alone ! 
Come,  drink  where  its  bright  wavc^ 
roll.  Cho. 

3  This  beautiful  stream  "is  the  river  oi 
of  life," 

It  flows  for  all  nations  free  : 
A  balm  for  each  wound  in  its  waters  is 
found  ; 
Oh,  sinner,  it  flows  for  thee.  Cho. 

4  Oh,  wilt  thou  not  drink  of  this  beau- 
tiful stream, 

And  dwell  on  its  peaceful  shore  ? 
The  Spirit  says,  "Come  all  ye  weary 
ones  home. 
And  wander  in  sin  no  more.  Cho. 

No.  21C5. 

1  Trav'ler,  whither  art  thou  going, 
Heedless  of  the  clouds  that  form  f 

Nought  to  me  the  wrnds  rough  blowing, 

Mine's  a  land  without  a  storm. 

Cuo.-Aud  I'm  going,  yes,  I'm  going 

To  that  land  that  has  no  storms, 

'And  I'm  going,  yes,  I'm  going 

To  that  land  that  has  no  storms. 

2  Trav'ler,  art  thou  here  a  stranger. 
Not  to  fear  the  tempest's  power  ? 

I  have  uot  a  thought  of  danger, 
Tho'  the  sky  may  darkly  lower.  Cho. 

3  Trav'ler,  now  a  moment  linger, 
Soon  the  darkness  will  be  o'er. 

No  !  I  see  a  beckoning  finger, 
Guiding  to  a  far  offshore.  Cho. 

4  Trav'ler,  yonder  narrow  portal 
Opens  to  receive  thy  form. 

Tes,  but  I  shall  be  immortal 
In  that  land  without  a  storm.  Cho. 


No.  217. 

1  0  Christian,  awake !  for  the  strife  is  at 
hand 

"With  helmet  and  shield,  and  a  sword  in 
thy  hand ; 

To  meetthe  bold  tempter,  go,  fearless- 
ly go, 

And  stand  like  the  brave,  with  thy  face 
to  the  foe. 

Cuo.-Stand  like  the  brave,  stand  like 
the  brave, 

Stand  like  the  brave,  with  thy  face  to  the 
foe. 


(55.) 


2  Whatever  thy  danger,  take  heed  and 

beware, 
And  turn  not  thy  back,  for  no  armor  is 

there ; 
The  legions  of  darkness,  if  thou  would' st 

o'erthrow, 
Then   stand  like  the  brave,   with  thy 

face  to  the  foe.  Gho. 

3  The  cause  of  thy  Master  with  vigor 

defend, 
Be  watchful,  be  zealous,  and  fight   to 

the  end ; 
"Wherever  He  leads  thee,  go,  valiantly 

g°> 
And  stand  like  the  brave,  with  thy  face 

to  the  foe.  Gho. 

4  Press  on,  never  doubting,  thy  Captain 

is  near, 
With  grace  to  suj>ply,  and  with  comfort 

to  cheer ; 
His  love,   like  a  stream,  in  the  desert 

will  flow, 
Then  stand  like  the  brave,  with  thy 

face  to  the  foe.  Gho. 

UNTO.  218. 

1  Sometimes  I  catch  sweet  glimpses  of 

His  face, 
But  that  is  all ; 
Sometimes  He  speaks  a  pass  word  of 
peace, 
But  that  is  all. 
Sometimes  I  think  I  hear  His  lovin 
voice 
|| :  Upon  me  call.  :|| 

2  And  is  this  all  He  meant  when  thus 

He  spoke, 
"Come  unto  me  ?" 
Is  there  no  deeper,  more  enduring  rest 

In  Him  for  thee  ? 
Is  there  no  steadier  light  for  thee  in 
Him? 
|| :  Oh  !  come,  and  see  !  :|| 

3  Oh,  come  and  see  !  oh,  look,  and  look 

again ! 
All  .shall  be  right; 
Oh,    taste  His  love,  and  see  that  it  is 
good, 
Thou  child  of  night ! 
Oh,  trust  thou,  trust  thou  iu  His  grace 
and  power, 
|| :  Then  all  is  bright.  :|| 

4  Kay,  do  not  wrong  Him  by  thy  heavy 

thoughts, 


But  love  His  love ; 
Do  thou  full  justice  to  His  tenderness, 

His  mercy  prove ; 
Take  Him  for  what  He  is :  oh,  take  Him 
all, 
|| :  And  look  above.  :|| 

]N"o.  210. 

1  There's  a  land  that  is  fairer  than  day, 
And  by  faith  we  can  see  it  afar ; 

For  the  Father  waits  over  the  way, 
To  prepare  us  a  dwelling  place  there. 

Cho.-Ih  the  sweet  by  and  by, 
We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore, 

In  the  sweet  by  and  by, 
We  shall  meet  on  that  beautiful  shore. 

2  We  shall  sing  on  that  beautiful  shore 
The  melodious  songs  of  the  blest, 

And  our  spirits  shall  sorrow  no  more, 
Not  a  sigh  for  the  blessing  of  rest. 

Gho. 

3  To  onr  bountiful  Father  above, 
We  will  offer  the  tribute  of  praise, 

For  the  glorious  gift  of  His  love, 
And  the  blessings  that  hallow  our 
days!    Gho. 

4  We  shall  rest  on  that  beautiful  shore, 
In  the  joys  of  the  saved  we  shall  share ; 

All  our  pilgrimage  toil  will  be  o*er, 
And  the  conqueror's  crown  we  shall 
wear.    Gho. 

5  We  shall  meet,  we  shall  sing,  we  shall 

reign, 

In  the  land  where  the  saved  never  die  ; 

We  shall  rest  free  from  sorrow  and  pain, 

Safe  at  home  in  the  sweet  by  and  by. 

Gho. 

JVo.  320. 

1  Oh,  how  I  love  Jesus, 
Oh,  how  I  love  Jesus, 
Oh,  how  I  love  Jesus, 
Because  He  first  loved  me ! 

2  How  can  I  forget  Thee, 
How  can  I  forget  Thee, 
How  can  I  forget  Thee, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

No.  221. 

1  Oh,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
My  great  Redeemer's  praise  ; 

The  glories  of  my  God  and  Kiug, 
The  triumphs  of  His  grace ; 

The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  His  grace. 


(56.) 


2  My  gracious  Master,  and  my  God, 
Assist  me  to  proclaim. — 


[0  may  not  duty  seem  a  load, 
Xor  worship  prove  a  task 


To  spread,  thro"  all  the  earth  abroad   L  FatL       Th    c  uick-ninff  Spirit  seml 


The  honours  of  Thy  name. 


From  heaven,  in  Jesus'  name, 


3  Jesus! — the  Name  that  charms  onr  And  bid  our  waiting  minds  attend 


That  bids  our  sorrows  cease: [fears, 

'Tis  music  in  the  sinners  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 


And  put  our  souls  in  frame. 
3  May  we  receive  the  word  we  hear, 
Each  in  an  honest  heart; 


Hear  Him,  ye  deaf;    His  praise,  ye  And  keep  the  precious  treasure  there, 
dumb. 
Your  loosened  tongues  employ; 
Ye  blind,  behold  your  Saviour  come  ; 


And  leap,  ye  lame,  for  joy. 

:nv>.  222. 

1  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  Xame ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall  : 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  His  feet, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestial  balh 
To  Him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Oh.  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 

We  at  His  feet  may  fall ; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 
IVo.  223. 
I  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten    thousand    thousand    were    their 
And  all  their  joys  are  one.     [tongues, 


And  never  with  it  part. 
jS"o.  225. 


1  Oh,  could  I  find  from  day  to  day 
A  nearness  to  my  God, 

Then  would  my  hours  glide  sweet  away, 
While  leaning  on  His  word. 

2  Lord,  I  desire  with  Thee  to  live 
Anew  from  dav  to  day, 

In  joys  the  world  can  never  give 
Xor  ever  take  away. 

3  Blest  Jesus,  come,  and  rule  my  heart, 
And  make  me  wholly  Thine, 

That  I  may  never  more  depart, 
Xor  grieve  Thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last,  expiring  breath, 
Thy  goodness  I'll  adore  ; 

And  when  my  frame  dissolves  in  death 
My  soul  shall  love  Thee  more. 

NO.226. 

1  Forever  here  my  rest  shall  be, 
Close  to  Thy  bleeding  side, 

This  all  my  hope,  and  all  my  plea, — 
For  me  the  Saviour  died. 

2  My  dying  Saviour,  and  my  God, 
Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin, 


2  "Worthy  the  Lamb  tha*   _ed,"  they  Sprinkle  me  ever  with  Thy  blood, 


'To  be  exalted  thus  :"  [cry, 

"Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"For  He  was  slain  for  us." 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 
Honour  and  power  divine  ; 

And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  Thine. 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 
To  bless  the  sacred  Xame 

Of  Him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

I  Once  more  we  come  before  our  God : 
Once  more  His  blessing  ask : 


And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 
3  Wash  me,  and  make  me  thus  Thine 

Wash  me,  and  mine  thou  art;     [own: 
Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, — 

My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 

:NTo.  227. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all' Thy  quick'nin<x  powers  , 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys; 
Our  souls,  how  heavily  they  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 


(57.) 


3  1l   «ain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, — 

l^i  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  Thy  quiek'ning  powers ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  th  li  shall  kindle  ours. 


2NTo.  228. 

1  Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 

Upon  th«j  Saviour's  brow; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crown'd, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'er  flow, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  Him  compare, 

Among  the  sons  of  men  • 
[  Fairer  is  He  than  all  tbe  fair 
That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

He  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  He  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  Him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have; 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
He  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

No.  229. 

1  With  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day, 

Which  God  has  called  His  own ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey, 
To  worship  at  His  throne. 

2  Thy  chosen  temple,  Lord,  how  fair ! 

As  here  Thy  servants  throng 
To  breathe  the  humble,  fervent  pray- 
And  pour  the  grateful  song.        [er, 

3  Spirit  of  grace !  O  deign  to  dwell 

AVithin  Thy  Church  below; 
Make  her  in  holiness  excel, 
With  pure  devotion  glow. 

3No.  230. 

1  Sinners,  the  voice  of  God  regard ; 

'Tis  mercy  speaks  to-day  ; 

He  calls  us  by  His  sacred  word 

From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest 

You  live,  devoid  of  peace  ; 
A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell 

Why  will  you  persevero ! 

(58.) 


Can  you  in  endless  torments  dwell, 
Shut  up  in  black  despair  ? 
4  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 
Of  sin  and  folly  go  ? 

In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days. 
To  -reach  eternal  woe. 

No.  231. 

1  Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home  ! 
Name  ever  dear  to  me ! 

When  shall  my  labours  have  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace  in  Thee  ? 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe  I 
Or  feel,  at  death,  dismay  1 

I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

3  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets  there, 
Around  my  Saviour  stand ; 

And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 


No.  232. 

1  Oh,  what  amazing  words  of  grace 
Are  in  the  Gospel  found  ! 

Suited  to  every  sinner's  case, 
Who  knows  the  joyful  sound. 

2  Poor,  sinful,  thirsty,  fainting  souls, 
Are  freely  welcome  here  ; 

Salvation,  like  a  river,  rolls, 
Abundant,  free,  and  clear. 

3  Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants  and 
Your  every  burden  bring :T wounds; 

Here  love,unchanging  love,  auounds— 

A  deep,  celestial  Spring. 
Whoever  will — O  gracious  word  ! — 

Mav  of  this  stream  partake; 
Come,  u*_  sty  soids,  and  bless  the  Lord ; 

And  drink,  for  Jesus'  sake. 

No.  233. 

1  Remember  thy  Creator  now, 
In  these  thy  youthful  days; 

He  will  accept  thy  earliest  vow, 
And  listen  to  thy  praise. 

2  Remember  thy  Creator  now, 
And  seek  Him  while  lie's  near, 

For  evil  days  will  come,  when  thou 
Shalt  find  no  comfort  near. 

3  Remember  thy  Creator  now  ; 
His  willing  servant  be; 

Then,  when  thy  head  in  death  shall  bow, 
Ho  will  remember  thee. 


4  Almighty  God  !  our  hearts  incline 
Thy  heavenly  voice  to  hear; 

Let  all  our  future  days  be  Thine, 
Devoted  to  Thy  fear. 

No.  234. 

1  "When  languor  and  disease  invade 
This  trembling  house  of  clay, 

'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  in  3*  pains, 
And  long  tQ  fly  away  ; — 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 
The  whispers  of  His  love  : 

Sweet  to  look  upward,  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above ; 

3  Sweet  to  look  back,  and  see  my  name 
In  life's  fair  book  set  down  ; 

Sweet  to  look  forward,  and  behold 

Eternal  joys  my  own. 
UNTO.  235. 

1  Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
A  thousand  thoughts  revolve. 

Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppress'd, 
And  make  this  last  resolve  : 

2  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
Like  mountains  round  me  close; 

I  know  His  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  His  throne, 
And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 

I'll  tell  Him,  I'm  a  wretch  undone 
Without  His  sov'reign  grace. 

4  Perhaps  He  will  admit  my  plea, 
Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer; 

But,  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray 

And  perish  only  there. 
3  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go — 

I  am  resolved  to  try  ; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 

I  must  for  ever  die. 

]>^o.  236. 

1  Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come ! 
Let  earth  receive  her  King  ; 

Let  every  heart  prepare  Him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing,       [sing. 
And  heaven,  and  heaven  and  nature 

2  Joy  to  the  world,  the  Saviour  reigns! 
Let  men  their  songs  employ: 

While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and 
Repeat  tin:  sounding  joy,         [plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy, 
Repeat,  repeat  the  sounding  joy. 


No.  237. 

1  Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigour  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 

Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 

Arid  onward  urge  thy  way. 

No.  238. 

1  Father,  I  stretch  my  hand  to  Thee ; 

Xo  other  help  I  know, 
If  Thou  withdraw  Thyself  from  me, 
Ah  !  whither  shall  I  go  ? 
Cho.-I  will  believe.  I  do  believe, 

That  Jesus  died  for  me; 
And  thro  His  blood,  His  precious  blood 
I  shall  from  sin  be  free. 

2  What  did  Thine  only  Son  endure, 

Before  I  drew  my  breath  ! 
What  pain,  what  labour  to  secure 
My  soul  from  endless  death  !  Cho. 

3  O  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 

I  now  should  feel  Thy  power  : 
And  all  my  wants  Thou  would'st  re- 
lieve, 
In  this  accepted  hour.  Cho. 

4  Author  of  faith  !  to  Thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes  : 
Oh,  let  me  iiow  receive  that  gift, — 
My  soul  without  it  dies.  Cho. 

:Vo.  239. 

1  Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led. 

With  mild,  benignant  ray. 

The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  shed 

Where  the  Redeemer  lay. 

2  But  lo  !  the  Scriptures'  clearer  light 

Now  points  to  His  abode  ; 
It  shines  thro'  sin  and  sorrow's  night, 
To  guide  us  to  our  God. 

3  O  let  us  tread  the  narrow  path, 

While  light  and  grace  are  given  ; 

And  thus  escape  the  coming  wrath. 

And  reign  with  Him  in  heaven. 

]NTo.  24,0. 

1  How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is  ; 
Our  sin.  how  deep  its  stains  ; 
And  Satan  binds  our  eaptive  souls 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 


(59.) 


£  But  there's  a  voice  of  sov'reign  grace 
Sounds  from  the  sacred  word : — 
Ho  !  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

3  My  soul  obeys  the  gracious  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief; 
I  would  believe  Thy  promise,  Lord  ; 
Oh,  help  my  unbelief ! 

4  To  the  blest  fountain  of  Thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly ; 
Here  let  me  wash  my  guilty  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

No.  341. 

1  I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  His  cause ; 
Maintain  the  honour  of  His  word, — 
The  glory  of  His  Cross, 

2  Jesus,  my  God  ! — I  know  His  Name ; 

His  Name  is  all  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  He  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  His  throne  His  promise  stands, 

And  He  can  well  secure 
"What  I've  committed  to  His  hands, 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  He  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  His  Father's  face, 

And  in  the  new  Jerusalem 

Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

No.  243. 

1  This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  : 

O  earth,  rejoice  and  sing  ; 
Let  songs  of  triumph  hail  the  morn; 
Hosanna  to  our  King  ! 

2  The  stone  the  builders  set  at  naught, 

That  stone  has  now  become 
The  sure  foundation,  and  the  strength 
Of  Zion's  heavenly  dome. 

3  Christ  is  that  stone,  rejected  once, 

And  numbered  with  the  slain  ; 
Now  raised  in  glory,  o'er  His  Church 
Eternally  doth  reign. 

No.  343. 

1  Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 

And  all  the  world  go  free  ? 
No  :  there's  a  cross  for  every  one, 
And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

2  How  happy  are  the  saints  above 

Who  once  went  sorrowing  here : 


But  dow  they  taste  unmingled  love, 
And  joy  without  a  tear. 
3  The  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear, 
Till  death  shall  set  us  free, 
And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear,- . 
For  there's  a  crown  for  me ! 

No.  344. 

1  Come,  let  us  join  with  one  accord 
In  hymns  around  the  throne  ; 

This  is  the  day  our  risingLord 
Hath  made  and  called  His  own. 

2  This  is  the  day  which  God  hath  blest 
The  brightest  of  the  seven, 

Type  of  that  everlasting  rest 
The  saints  enjoy  in  heaven. 

No.  345 

1  And  did  the  Holy  and  the  Just,— 

The  Sovereign  of  the  skies, — 
Stoop  down  to  wretchedness  and  dust 
That  guilty  man  might  rise  ? 

2  Yes,  the  Redeemer  left  His  throne, 
His  radiant  throne  on  high — 

Surprising  mercy  !  love  unknown ! — 
To  suffer,  bleed,  and  die. 

3  To  dwell  with  mis'ry  here  below, 
The  Saviour  left  the  skies, 

And  sunk  to  wretchedness  and  woe, 
That  worthless  man  might  rise. 

4  He  took  the  dying  traitor's  place, 
And  suffered  in  his  stead  ; 

For  sinful  man — 0  wondrous  grace!— 
For  sinful  man  He  bled. 

No.  346. 

1  How  sweet  the  Name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear ; 

It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds. 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  ti-oubled  breast ; 

'T  is  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 

And  to  the  weary,  res£ 

Dear  Name,  the  rock  on  which  I  build 

My  shield  and  hiding  place ; 
My  never-failing  treasure,  fill'd 

With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 
4  Jesus,  my  Shepherd,  Saviour,  Friend, 

My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 

Accept  the  praise  I  brings 
).) 


JNo.  24=7. 

1  Jesus,  the  Name  high  over  all, 
In  hell,  or  earth,  or  sky  ; 

Angels  and  men  before  it  fall, 
And  devils  fear  and  fly. 

2  Jesus,  the  Name  to  sinners  dear, — 
The  Name  to  sinners  given  ; 

It  scatters  all  their  guilty  fear; 
It  turns  their  hell  to  heaven. 

3  0  that  the  world  might  taste  and  see 
The  riches  of  His  grace ; 

The  arms  of  love  that  compass  me, 
Would  all  mankind  embrace. 

INTO.  24,8. 

1  Oh,  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 
Though  press' d  by  ev'ry  foe, 

That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe; — 

2  That  will  not  murmur  or  complain 
Beneath  the  chast'ning  rod, 

But,  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 
Will  lean  upon  its  God ; — 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and 
When  tempests  rage  without;    [clear 

That,  when  in  danger,  knows  no  tear, 
In  darkness  feels  no  doubt. 

4  Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this, 
And  then,  whate'er  may  come, 

We'll  taste,  e'en  here,  the' hallo w'd  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  honie. 

No.  249. 

1  What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page 

Majestic,  like  the  sun, 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

2  Lord  !  everlasting  thanks  be  Thine 
For  such  a'  bright  display, 

As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

3  Our  souls  rejoicingly  pursue 

The  steps  of  Him  we  love, 

Till  glory  break  upon  our  view 

In  brighter  worlds  above. 

JVo.  250. 


2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  peace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
He  saw,  and  (oh,  amazing  love  !) 
He  flew  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled  ; 
Enter  d  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  Oh,  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break  ; 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

ilVo.  £51. 

1  Oh,  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free  ; — 
A  heart  that  always  feels  Thy  blood, 
So  freely  spilt  for  me : — 

2  A  heart  resign'd,  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne  : 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak,- 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  Oh,  for  a  lowly,  contrite,  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean  ; 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
Prom  Him  that  dwells  within  : — 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renew' d 

And  full  of  love  divine  ; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  Thine. 

No.  252. 

1  Return,  0  wanderer,  return, 

And  seek  thy  Father's  face  ; 
Those  new  desires  which  in  thee  burn 
Were  kindled  by  His  grace. 

2  Return,  0  wanderer,  return  ; 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  live : 
Come  to  His  cross,  and  grateful,  learn 
How  freely  He'll  forgive. 

3  Return,  0  wanderer,  return, 

And  wipe  the  falling  tear  : 
Thy  Father  calls, — no  longer  mourn  ; 
"Tis  love  invites  thee  near. 


No.  253. 

1  I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  every  cumb'ring  care, 
Rlun  ged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair,  A?d  fP611*  the  bours  of  setting  day 

We  wretched  sinners  lay  ^  uumble>  grateful  prayer. 

Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope,     2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 
Or  spark  of  glimm'ring  day.  I        The  penitential  tear, 

5  (61.) 


And  all  His  promises  to  plead 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 
3  I  love  to  think  of  mercies  past, 
And  future  good  implore, — 
And  all  my  cares  and  soriows  cast 
On  Him  whom  I  adore. 
i  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 
Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven 

^o.  254,. 

1  Hail,  sacred  truth !    whose    piercing 

Dispel  the  shades  of  night       [raj's 
Diffusing  o'er  a  ruined  world 
The  healing  beams  of  light. 

2  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  with  friendly  aid, 

Restores  our  wand'ring  feet ; 
Converts  the  sorrows  of  the  mind 
To  joys  divinely  sweet. 

3  O  send  Thy  light  and  truth  abroad, 

In  all  their  radiant  blaze  ; 
And  bid  th'admiring  world  adore 
The  glories  of  Thy  grace. 

]STo.  255. 

1  Dear  Itefuge  of  my  weary  soul, 

On  Thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  Thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  Thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 

For  Thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But,  oh,  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  Thee  mine  ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  Thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

No.  256. 

1  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

How  sweet  the  lily  grows  ! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath   the 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  !  [hill, 

2  Lo  !  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod — 
Whoso  secret  heart,   with  influence 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God.      [sweet, 


3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  M2 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with    sorrow's 
And  stormy  passion's  rage,  [power. 

^STo.  257. 

1  O  for  an  overcoming  faith, 

To  cheer  my  dying  hours,  - 
To  triumph  o'er  approaching  death, 
And  all  his  frightful  powers. 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have, 

My  quivering  lips  should  sing, — 

Where  is  thy  boasted  vict'ry,  Grave  ? 

And  where,  O  Death,  thy  sting  ? 

3  If  sin  be  pardoned,  I'm  secure 

Death  has  no  sting  beside  : 
The  law  gives  sin  its  damning  power, 
But  Christ,  my  ransom,  died, 

No.  258. 

1  In  mercy,  Lord,  remember  me, 

Through  all  the  hours  of  night, 

And  grant  to  me  most  graciously 

The  safeguard  of  Thy  might. ' 

2  With  cheerful  heart  I  close  mine  eyes 

Since  Thou  wilt  not  remove : 
O,  in  the  morning  let  me  rise, 
Rejoicing  in  Thy  love. 

3  Or,  if  this  night  should  prove  my  last 

And  end  my  transient  days ; 
Lord,  take  me  to  Thy  promised  rest, 
Where  I  may  sing  Thy  praise. 

No.  259. 

1  How  precious  is  the  Book  divine, 

By  inspiration  given ; 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears : 
And  life,  and  light,  and  joy  imparts, 
And  banishes  our  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  thro'  all  the  tedious  nigl.l 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way  ; 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 


(62.) 


No.  2GO. 

1  See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stands, 

With  all-engaging  charms  ; 

Hark,  how  He  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  His  arms. 

2  Permit  them  to  approach,  He  cries, 

Nor  scorn  their  humble  name; 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these 
The  Lord  of  angels  came. 

3  We   bring   them,    Lord,    in  thankful 

And  yield  them  up  to  Thee  : [hands, 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  Thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  Ye  little  dock!  with  pleasure  hear, — 

Ye  children  !  seek  His  face  ; 
And  fly.  with  transports,  to  receive 
The  blessings  of  His  grace. 

No.  361,  g 

1  Lord,  in  the  morning  Thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high  : 
To  Thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, — 
To  Thee  lift  up  mine  eye : — 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 

To  plead  for  all  His  saints  ; 
Presenting  at  the  Father's  throne, 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Now  to  Thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  Thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  Thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  Thy  fear. 

4  0  may  Thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness  ; 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

No.  26'?. 


Source  of  the  old  prophetic  ii-'e; 

Fountain  of  life  and  love. 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  moved  by  Thee 

The  prophets  wroto  and  spoke; 
Unlock  the  truth,  Thyself  the  key; 

Unseal  the  sacred  Book. 
3  Expand  Thy  wings,  celestial  Dove; 

Brood  o'er  our  nature's  night ; 
On  our  disorder'd  spirits  move, 

And  let  there  now  be  light. 
God,  thro'  himself,  we  then  shall  know, 

If  Thou  within  us  shine  ; 
And  sound,  with  all  Thy  saints  below. 

The  depths  of  love  divine. 

No.  264,. 

1  This  holy  Book  I'd  rather  own 

Than  all  the  gold  and  gems 
That  e'er  in  monarchs'  coffers  shone, 
Than  all  their  diadems. 

2  Xay,  were  the  seas  one  chrysolite. 

The  earth  one  golden  ball, 
And  diamonds  all  the  stars  of  night. 
This  book  were  worth  them  all. 

3  Yes,  here  a  blessed  balm  appears 

To  heal  the  deepest  woe, 
And  those  who  read  this  Book  in  tears 
Their  tears  shall  cease  to  flow-. 


1  Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 

Of  every  clime  and  coast, 

0  hear  us  for  our  native  land, 

The  land  we  love  the  most. 

2  0  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe ; 

With  peace  our  borders  bless — 
Our  cities  with  prosperity, 
Our  iields  with  plenteousuess. 

3  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  thee  ; 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  chant 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

No.  3G3. 

1  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire; 
Let  us  Thine  influence  prove; 


No.  265. 

1  Wiry  do  we  mourn  for  dying  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  His  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  \ 
Xor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more 
To  keep  us  from  our  love.        [slow, 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ] 
There  once  the  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  His  saints  He  blest 

And  softened  every  bed  : 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 

But  with  their  dying  Head  ( 

No.  266. 

1  Vain  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear; 
Repent,  thine  end  is  nigh  ; 
Death,  at  the  farthest,  cannot  *ye  fa.r  • 
O  think  before  thou  die. 


f63.) 


8  Reflect,  thou  hast  a  soul  to  save  ; 
Thy  sins,  how  high  they  mount ! 
W  hat  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave  ? 
How  stands  that  dark  account  ? 
a  Death  enters,  and  there's  no  defence  ; 
His  time  there's  none  can  tell ; 
He'll  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence 
To  heaven,  or  down  to  hell. 

I>To.  367. 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross — 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb — 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  His  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  His  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease  ; 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Since  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign, 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  ; 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  Thy  word. 

UNTo.  268. 

1  How  happy  every  child  of  grace, 

Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven  ! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place  ; 
I  seek  my  place  in  heaven. 

2  A  country  far  from  mortal  sight, 

Yet,  0,"by  faith  I  see  ; 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints  delight, — 
The  heaven  prepared  for  me. 

3  0  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours  ! 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay, 
We    more   than   taste  the  heavenly 
A  nd  ante-date  that  day.       [powers, 

IN"o.  269. 

1  On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 

And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  Oh,  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene 

That  rises  on  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  vivers  of  delight. 

3  There  generous  fruits,  that  never  fail> 

On  trees  immortal  grow; 


There  rock,  and  hill,  and  brook,  and 
With  milk  and  honey  flow.       [vale, 
4  O'er  all  those  wide-extended  plains 
Shines  one  eternal  day : 
There  God  the  Sou  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 
]STo  370. 

1  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign; 

Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 
And  never-with'ring  flowers ; 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 
Stand  dressed  in  living  green  : 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 
And  view  the  landscape  o'er,   [flood 

Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

No.  271. 

1  Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind. ) 
Nail'd  to  the  shameful  tree  ; 

How  vast  the  love  that  Him  inclined 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee  1 

2  Hark  !   how  He  groans,  while  nature 
shakes, 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend : 
The  temple's  veil  in  sunder  breaks, — 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  'Tis  done  !  the  precious  ransom's  paid ! 
Receive  ray  soul !  He  cries  : 

See  where  He  bows  His  sacred  head  ; 
He  bows  His  head,  and  dies. 

4  But  soon  He'll  break  death's  envious 
And  in  full  glory  shine :  [chaiu 

O  Lamb  of  God,  was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love,  liko  Thine  I 

No.  372. 

1  Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
The  Saviour's  parcelling  blood, 

Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealM, 
His  praises  turned  my  tongue; 

And    when    the    evening  shades  pre- 
His  love  was  all  my  song,      [vail'd, 
(64.) 


3  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  neat  the  Lord, 

And' saw  His  glory  shine  ; 
And  when  I  read  His  holy  Word, 
I  call'd  each  promise  mine. 

4  But  now,  when  evening  shade  prevails, 

}Iy  soul  in  darkness  mourn  ; 
And' when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
Xo  light  to  me  returns. 

No.  273. 

1  Thy  law  is  perfect,  the  Lord  of  light ; 

Thv  testimonies  sure ; 
The  statutes  of  Thy  realms  are  right, 
And  Thy  commandment  pure. 

2  Let  these,  O  God,  my  soul  convert, 

And  make  Thy  servant  wise  ; 
Let  these  be  gladness  to  my  ears, — 
The  day-spring  to  mine  eyes. 

3  By  these  may  I  be  warned  betimes  ; 

Who  knows  the  guile  within  ? 
Lord,    save   me  from    presumptuous 
Cleanse  me  from  secret  sin. [crimes; 

T^o.  2  74,. 

1  Why  should  we  boast  of  time  to  come. 

Though  but  a  single  day  i 
This  hour  may  hx  our  tinal  doom, 
Tho'  strong,  and  young,  and  gay. 

2  The  present  we  should  now  redeem  ; 

This  only  is  our  own  : 
The  past,  alas  !  is  all  a  dream; 
The  future  is  unknown. 

3  Oh,  think  what  vast  concerns  depend 

Upon  a  moment's  space, 
"When  life  and  all  its  cares  shall  end 
In  vengeance  or  in  grace  ! 

4  Oh,   for  that  power  which  melts  the 

And  lifts  the  soul  on  high,      [heart, 
Where  sin,  and  grief,  and  death  depart, 
And  pleasures  never  die. 

No.  375. 

1  My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 

The  life  of  my  delights, 

The  glory  of  my  brightest  da}'S, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  Thou  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun  ; 
Thou  art  my  soul"s   bright  morning 
And  Thou  my  rising  sun,  [star, 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 

(65.) 


If  Jesus  shows  His  mercy  mine, 

And  whispers  I  am  His. 
4  My  soid  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 

At  that  transporting  word, 
Hun  np  witli  joy  the  shining  waj', 

To  see  and  praise  my  Lord. 

No.  276. 

1  Lord,  I  approach  the  mercy-seat, 
Where  Thou  dost  answer  prayer ; 

There  humbly  fall  before  Thy  feet,- 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea; 
With  this  I  venture  nigh  ; 

Thou  callest  burdened  souls  to  Thee, 
And  such,  0  Lord,  am  I. 

3  0,  wondrous  love  ! — to  bleed  and  die, 
'  To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 

That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  Thy  gracious  name. 

No.  277. 

1  Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 
To  all  Thy  people  known  ; 

A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 
And  Thou  art  loved  alone. 

2  A  rest  where  all  our  soul's  desire 
Is  fixed  on  things  above ; 

Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire, 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  Oh,  that  I  now  the  rest  might  know, 
Believe,  and  enter  in  : 

Now,  Saviour,  now  the  power  bestow, 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin. 

4  Remove  this  hardness  from  my  heart, 
This  unbelief  remove ; 

To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, — 
The  sabbath  of  Thy  love. 

:Vo.  278. 

1  Hosanna,  be  the  children's  song, 
To  Christ,  the  children's  King; 

His  praise,  to  whom  our  souls  belong, 
Let  all  the  children  sing. 

2  From  little  ones  to  Jesus  brought, 
Hosanna  now  be  heard  ; 

Let  little  infants  now*be  taught 
To  lisp  that  lovely  word. 

3  Hosanna,  on  the  wings  of  light, 
O'er  earth  and  ocean  fly, 

Till  morn  to  eve,  and  noon  to  night. 
And  heaven  to  earth,  reply. 


TSTo.  279. 

)  Why  should  onr  tears  in  sorrow  flow 
When  God  recalls  His  own, 
And  bids  them  leave  a  world  of  woe 
For  an  immortal  crown  ? 

2  Is  not  e'en  death  a  gain  to  those 

Whose  life  to  God  was  given? 
Gladly  to  earth  their  eyes  they  close, 
To  open  them  in  heaven. 

3  Their  toils  are  past,  their  work  is  done, 

And  they  are  fully  blest : 
They  fought  the  fight,  the  vict'ry  won, 
And  entered  into  rest. 

4  Then  let  our  sorrows  cease  to  flow, 

God  has  recalled  His  own ; 

Bnt  let  our  hearts,  in  every  woo, 

Still  say, — Thy  will  be  done. 

No.  280. 

1  Pray'r  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
Utter  d  or  unexpress'd; 

The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 
The  falling  of  a  tear, — 

The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 
That  infant  lips  can  try  ; 

Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  native  breath, 
The  Christian's  native  air ; 

Eis  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death, — 
He  enters  Heaven  with  prayer. 

No.  381. 

1  Blest  be  the  dear  uniting  love, 

That  will  not  let  us  part : 

Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove, 

We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Joiu'd  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  He  a], points  we  go; 
Awl  still  in  Jesus'  footsteps  tread, 
And  show  His  praise  below. 

3  O  may  we  ever  walk  in  Him, 

And  nothing  know  beside, — 
Nothing  desire,  nothing  esteem, 
But  Jesus  crucified. 


No.  282. 

1  Ob,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God,— 
A  calm  and  heav'nly  frame ; 

A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 
When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 

Where  is  the  soul  refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  His  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoy'd 
How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still ! 

But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 
Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 

I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

No.  283. 

1  That  awful  day  will  surely  come 
Tbe'appointed  hour  makes  haste, 

When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Jesus.  Thou  source  of  all  my  joys, 
Thou  ruler  of  my  heart, 

How  could  I  bear  to  hear  Thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  word, — Depart ! 

3  The  thunder  of  that  awful  word 
Would  so  torment  my  ear, 

'T would  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 
With  most  tormenting  fear. 

4  What,  to  be  banish'd  from  my  Lovd, 
And  yet  forbid  to  die ; 

To  linger  in  eternal  pain, 
And  death  forever  fly  ? 

5  0  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 
To  see  my  God  remove, 

And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  His  love. 

No.  284,. 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 

Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 

Let  the  Redeemer  s  Name  be  sung. 

Thro'  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 
2  Eternal  are  Thy  mercies.  Lord  ; 

Eternal  truth  attends  Thy  word: 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to 
shore, 

Till  sun  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

(G(>.) 


3  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals,  bring ; 
In  songs  of  praise  divinely  sing^ ; 
The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim, 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  Xame. 

4  In  every  land  begin  the  song  ; 

To  every  land  the  strains  prolong; 
In  cheerful  sounds  all  voices  raise, 
And  till  the  word  with  loudest  praise. 

1XO.  285. 

1  Of  Him  who  did  salvation  bring, 

1  could  forever  think  and  sing  ; 
Arise,  ye  needy, — He'll  relieve  ; 
Arise,  ye  guilty, — He'll  forgive. 

2  Ask  but  His  grace,  and  lo,  'tis  given 
Ask,  and  He  turns  your  hell  to  heav'n: 
Though  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul 
Jesus,  Thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 

3  To  shame  our  sins  He  blush;  din  blood; 
He  closed  His  eyes  to  show  us  God  : 
Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know, 
That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 

4  'Tis  Thee  I  love,  for  Thee  alone 
I  shed  my  tears  and  make  my  moan  ; 
"Where'er  I  am.  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

5  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly  ; 
I  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry : 
Ah  !  who  against  Thy  charms  is  proof  f 
Ah  !  who  that  loves  can  love  enough  ? 


Xo.  286. 

1  Bless,  O  my  soul!  the  living  God  ; 
Call  home  thy  tho'ts  that  rove  abroad: 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  ao  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul !  the  God  of  grace  ; 
His  favours  claim  thy  highest  praise ; 
Why    should    the    wonders    He    hath 
Be  lost  in  silence,  and  forgot?  [wrought 

3  'Tis  He,  my  soul,  that  sent  His  Son 
To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  done 
He  owns  the  ransom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  Let  every  land  nis  power  confess; 
Let  all  the  earth  adore  His  grace : 
My  heart  and  tongue  with  rapture  join. 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

No.  287. 

1  And  will  the  great  eternal  God 
On  earth  establish  His  abode  ? 


And  will  He,  from  His  radiant  throne, 
Accept  our  temples  for  His  own  ? 
These  walls  we  to  Thy  honour  raise : 
Long  may  they  echo  with  Thy  praise; 
And  Thou,  descending,  rill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  Thy  grace. 
Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reignt 
With  all  the  graces  of  His  train ; 
"While  power  divine  His  word  attends. 
To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  His  friends. 

No.  288. 

1  Come,  let  us  tune  our  loftiest  song, 
And  raise  to  Christ  our  joyful  strain; 

Worship  and  thanks  to  Him  belong, 
Who  reigns,  and  shall  forever  reign. 

2  His  sovereign  power  our  bodies  made; 
Our  souls  are  His  immortal  breath  ; 

And  when  His  creatures  sinn'd  He  bled, 
To  save  us  from  eternal  death. 


3  Burn,  every  breast  with  Jesus'  love  ; 
Bound  every  heart  with  rapt'rous  joy  ; 

And  saints  on  earth,  with  saints  above, 
Your  voices  in  His  praise  employ. 

4  Extol  the  Lamb  with  loftiest  song, 
Ascend  for  Him  our  cheerful  strain; 

Worship  and  thanks  to  Him  belong, 
"Who  reigns,  and  shall  forever  reign. 

No.  289. 

1  God  is  the  refuge  of  His  saints, 

When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade; 
Ere  we  can  oiler  our  complaints, 

Behold  Him  present  with  His  aid. 

Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar; 

In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide, 
While  every  nation,  every  shore, 

Trembles  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

3  There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God; 

Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  bur  divine  abode. 

4  That  sacred  stream,  Thy  holy  Word, 
Supports  our  faith,  our  fear  controls ; 

Sweet  peace  Thy  promises  afford, 
And  give  new  strength  to   fainting 
[souls. — 
No.  290. 

1  Behold,  the  heathen  waits  to  know 
The  joy  the  Gospel  will  bestow  ; 
The  exiled  captive  to  receive 
'The  freedom  Jesus  luis  to  give- 
(07.) 


2  Our  hearts  exult  in  songs  of  praise, 
That  we  have  seen  these  Tatter  days, 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  be  known, 
Where  Satan  long  hath  held  his  throne. 

3  Where'er  His  hand  hath  spread  the 

skies, 
Sweet  incense  to  His  Name  shall  rise ; 
And  slave  and  freeman,  Greek  and  Jew, 
By  sovereign  grace  be  formed  anew. 

No.  291. 

1  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy  ; 

Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
He  can  create,  and  He  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  ; 

And  when    like  wand'ring  sheep    we 
strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  His  fold  again. 

3  We'll  crowd  Thy  gates  with  thankful 

songs, 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise ; 
And   earth,    with    her    ten    thousand 
tongues, 
Shall'  fill  Tby  courts  with  sounding 
praise. 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  Thy  command  ; 
Vast  as  eternity  Thy  love  ; 

Firm  as  a  rock  Thy  truth  shall  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

No.  292. 

1  Sovereign    of  worlds !    display   Thy 
Be  this  Thy  Zion's  favored  hour ;  [power ; 
Bid  tbe  bright  morning  star  arise, 
And  point  the  nations  to  the  skies. 

2  Set  up  Thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, 
On  Afric's  shore,  on  India's  plains, 
On  lonely  isles  and  lands  unknown, 
And  make  the  nations  all  Thine  own. 

3  Speak  !  and  the  world  shall  hear  Thy 

voice ; 
Speak !  and  the  desert  shall  rejoice ; 
Scatter  the  gloom  of  heathen  night, 
And  bid  all  nations  hail  the  light. 

No.  293. 

1  My  heart  is  fixed  on  Thee,  my  God; 

I  rest  my  hope  on  Thee  alone  ; 
I'll  spread  Tby  sacred  truths  abroad,— 

To  all  mankind  Thy  love  make  known. 


2  Awake,  my  tongue  ;  awake,  my  lyre  ; 
With  morning's  earliest  dawn  arise, 

To  songs  of  joy  my  soul  inspire, 
And  swell  your  music  to  the  skies. 

3  With  those  who  in  Thy  grace  abound. 
To  Thee  I'll  raise  my  thankful  voice  ; 

Till  every  land,  the  earth  around, 
Shall  hear,  and  in  Thy  Name  rejoice. 

4  Eternal  God,  celestial  Kin», 
Exalted  be  Thy  glorious  Name  ; 

Let  hosts  in  heaven  Thy  praises  sing, 
And  saints  on  earth  Thy  love  proclaim. 

No.  294. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Doth  his  successive  journeys  run ; 
His  kingdom  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moon  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  From  north  to  south  the  princes  meet, 
To  pay  their  homage  at  His  feet ; 
While  western  empires  own  their  Lord, 
And  savage  tribes  attend  His  word. 

3  To  Him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  His  head ; 
His  Name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

4  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  His  love  with  sweetest  song, 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  His  name. 

No.  295. 

1  Great  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  Thy  presence  springs  • 
To  spend  one  day  with  Thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  Thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  pow'r, 
Shall  tempi  my  feet  to  leave  Thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun,  He  makes  our  day  ; 
God  is  our  shield,  He  guards  our  way 
From  all  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within 

No.  296. 

1  Say,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within 
Oft  whisper' d  to  thy  secret  soul. 

Urged  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin, 
And  yield  tby  heart  to  God's  control  ? 

2  Sinner,  it  was  a  heav'nly  voice, 
It  was  the  Saviour's  gracious  call ; 


(68.) 


It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice, 
And  haste  to  seek  in  Christ  thine  all. 

3  Spurn  not  the  call  to  life  and  light; 
Regard  in  time  the  warning  kind 


The  Man  of  .Nazareth  !— 'tis  He, 
With  garments  dyed  at  Calvary. 

3  Oh  !  lovely  attitude  !— He  stands 
With  melting  heart,  and  laden  hands ! 


That  call  thou  may'st  not  always  slight,  Oh  !  matchless  kindness !— and  He  shows 


And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  lind. 
4  Sinner,  perhaps  this  very  day 

Thy  last  accepted  time  may  be  ; 
Oh.  shouldsr  thou  grieve  Him  now  away, 

Then  hope  may  never  beam  on  thee. 

INTo.  297. 


This  matchless  kindness  to  His  foes. 
4  Admit  Him,  ere  His  anger  burn — 
His  feet  departed  ne'er  return  ; 
Admit  Him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand 
When  at  His  door  denied  you'll  stand! 

No.  300. 


1  How  sweetly  flow'd  the  gospel's  sound '1  We  ha™  no  outward  righteousness, 

"I?™™,    lmo    nf   ^tlnnnoQ     n-nA     rr-nnno.  ^Z O    lllpHtS    OT"    0T>0(1     WOT'lcS       tr>    Til  f».fl  fl    ! 


Xo  merits  or  good  works,  to  plead  ; 
thousands0 ~ gather* d    We  only  catl  be  saved  by  grace; 
Thy  grace,  0  Lord,  is  free  indeed. 


From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
While    list'nin, 

round, 
And  joy  and  rev'rence  fill'd  the  place. 


2  From  heaven  He  came,  of  heaven  He' A  faith  Thou  must  Thyself  impart ; 


2  Save  us  by  grace,  thro'  faith  alone, - 


spoke. 
To  heaven  He  led  His  foll'wers'  way  ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  He  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 
I  Come,  wand'rers,  to  my  Father's  home ; 
Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest. 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher  !  we  will  come, 
Obey,  and  be  forever  blest. 

N\>.  398. 

1  Come,  O  Thou  greater  than  our  heart. 
Amdmake  Thy  faithful  mercies  known  ; 
The  mind  which  was  in  Thee  impart: 
Thy  constant  mind  in  us  be  shown. 

2  Oh,  let  us  by  Thy  cross  abide, 
Thee,  only  Thee,  resolve  to  know, 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  crucified, 
A  world  to  save  from  endless  Avoe. 

3  Take  us  into  Thy  people's  rest, 
And  we  from  our  own  works  shall  cease; 
With  Thy  meek  Spirit  arm  our  breast, 
And  keep  our  minds  in  perfect  peace. 

4  Jesus,  for  this  wo  calmly  wait ; 
Oh,  let  our  eyes  behold  Thee  near ! 
Hasten  to  make  our  heaven  complete ; 
Appear,  our  glorious  God,  appear. 

No.  299. 

1  Behold  !  a  stranger's  at  the  door  ! 
He  gently  knocks— has  knock'd  before! 
Has  waited  long — is  waiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  But  will  He  prove  a  fi  ieud  indeed  ? 
He  will  1— tho  verv  friend  you  need  I 


A  faith  that  would  by  works  be  shown, 
A  faith  that  purifies  the  heart : 
3  A  faith  that  doth  the  mountains  move, 
A  faith  that  shows  our  sins  forgiven, 
A  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love, 
And  ascertains  our  claim  to  heaven. 

ISTo.  301. 

1  Prayer  is  appointed  to  convey 
The  blessings  God  designs  to  give  ; 

Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray ; 
They  learn  to  pray  when  first  they  live. 

2  If  pain  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress; 
If  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay ; 

If  guilt  deject ;  if  sin  distress  ; 

I     In  every  case  still  watch  and  pray. 

3  'Tis  prayer  supports  the,  soul  that's 
weak: 

Tho'  thought  be  broken. language  lame, 

Pray,  if  thou  canst  or  canst  not  speak  ; 

But  pray  with  faith  in  Jesus'  Name. 

4  Depend  on  Him;  thou  canst  not  fail: 
Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known  ; 

Fear  not;  His  merits  must  prevail : 
Ask  but  in  faith,  it  shall  be  done. 
No.  IJ02. 

1  Slavery  and  death  the  cup  cod  tains ; 
Dash  to  the  earth  the  poisoned  bowl ; 

Softer  than  silk  are  iron  chains 
Compared  with  those  that  chafe  the  soul. 

2  Hosannas,  Lord  !  to  Thee  we  sing, 
Whose  power  the  giant  fiend  obeys  ; 

What  countless  thousands  ti  ibut«  bring 
For  bappier  homes  ami  brislitai  riava 
(69.) 


3  Spare,  Lord,  tlie  thoughtless,  guide 
the  bliud ; 

Till  man  uo  more  shall  deem  it  just, 
To  live,  by  forgiug  chains  to  bind 

His  weaker  brother  in  the  dust. 

3STo.  303. 

1  What  various  hindrances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat ; 

Yet  who  that  knows  its  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  1 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened   clouds 

withdraw ; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw  ; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love ; 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer, we  cease  to  fight 
Prayer    keeps    tlie    Christian's   armor 

bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 
The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

Doxology.    L.  M. 
To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

No.  304. 

1  Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardoned  sin  ; 

Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and 
sea, 
Their  minds  have  heav'n  and  peace 
within. 

2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads, 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  ; 

And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  Quick  as  their  tho'ts  their  joys  come 
But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away:  [down, 

Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 


4  How  oft  they  look  to  the  heav'nly  hills, 
Where  grOT68  of  living  pleasure  grow; 

And  longing  hopes  and  cheerful  smiles, 
Sit  undisturb'd  upon  their  brow. 

INTo.  3()5. 

1  Deem  not  that  they  are  blest  alone 
Whose  lives  a  peaceful  tenor  keep; 

For  God,  who  pities  man,  has  shown 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 


2  The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 
The  lids  that  overflow  with  tears  ; 

And  weary  hours  of  woe  and  pain 
Are  promises  of  happier  years. 

3  There  is  a  day  of  sunny  rest 
For  every  dark  and  troubled  night; 

Tho'  grief  may  bide  an  evening  guests 
Yet  joy  shall  come  with  early  light. 

4  Nor  let  the  good  man's  trust  depart, 
Though  life  its  common  gifts  deny, — 

Tho'  with  a  pierced  and  broken  heart, 
And  spurned  of  men,  He  goes  to  die. 

NO.  306. 

1  How  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day, 
When  all  is  peaceful  and  serene, 

And  wiien  the  sun,  with  cloudless  ray, 
Sheds  mellow  lustre  o'er  the  scene ! 

2  Such  is  the  Christian's  parting  hour; 
So  peacefully  he  sinks  to  rest ;  [power, 

When  faith  endued  from  heaven  with 
Sustains  and  cheers  his  languid  breast. 

3  Mark  but  the  radiance  of  his  eye, 
That  smile  upon  his  wasted  cheek  ; 

They  tell  us  of  his  glory  nigh, 
In  language  that  no  tongue  can  speak 

4  A  beam  from  heaven  is  sent  to  cheer 
The  pilgrim  on  his  gloomy  road; 

And  angels  are  attending  near, 
To  bear  him  to  their  bright  abode. 


]STo.  3()7. 

1  Jesus,  the  gift  divine  I  know, 
The  gift  divine  I  ask  of  Thee  ; 

The  living  water  now  bestow, 
Thy  Spirit  and  Thyself,  on  me. 

2  For  Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 
None  else  can  give  or  take  away ; 

0  may  I  find  it  in  my  heart, 
And  with  me  may  it  ever  stay. 

3  Thus  may  I  drink, — and  thirst   no 
For  drops  of  finite  happiness  ;    [more 

Spring  up,  O  well,  in  heavenly  power, 
In  streams  of  pure  perennial  peace. 

No.  308. 

How  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies ! 
How  transient  every  earthly  bliss! 
How  slender  all  tho  fondest  ties 
That  bind  us  to  a  world  like  this  ! 
The  evening  cloud,  tho  morning  dew, 
The  with' ling  grass,  the  fading  flow'r, 
(70.) 


Of  earthly  hopes  are  emblems  true — 
The  glory  of  a  passing  hour. 

3  But  tho'  earth's  fairest  blossoms  die, 
And  all  beneath  the  sides  in  vain, 

There  La  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  care  and  pain. 

4  Then  let  the  hope  of  joys  to  come 
Dispel  our  cares,  and  chase  our  fears: 

If  God  be  ours,  we're  trav'ling  home, 
Though  passing  thro'  a  vale' of  tears, 

^o.  300. 

1  Why  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die  ? 
What  tim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are  ! 

Death  is  the  gate  to  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans, the  dying  strife, 
Fright  our  approaching  souls  away  ; 

And  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  Oh,  would  my  Lord  His  servant  meet. 
My  soul  woidd  stretch  her  wings  in 

haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Xor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 

"While  on  His  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

No.  310. 

1  He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be: 
That  holiness  I  long  to  feel ; 
That  full  divine  conformity 
To  all  my  Saviours  righteous  will. 

2  See,  Lord,  the  travail  of  Thy  soul 
Accomplished  in  the  change  of  mine  ; 
And  plunge  me.  every  whit  made  whole, 
In  all  the  depths  of  love  divine. 

3  On  Thee.  O  God,  my  soul  is  stayed, 
And  waits  to  prove  Thine  utmost  will; 
The  promise  by  Thy  mercy  made, 
Thou  canst,  Thou  wilt,  in  me  fulfil. 

ISTo.  311. 

1  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows  , 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 
Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 
3  There  is  a  place,  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads  ; 


A  place  than  ail  besides  more  sweet,- 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene,  where  spirts  blend, 
Where    friend    holds    fellowship    with 

friend  ; 
Though  sundered  far.by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  thereon  eagles'  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more ; 
And  heaven   comes  down  our  souls  to 

greet, 
While  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

INTo.  313. 

1  Lord  of  the  wide,  extensive  main, 
Whose  power  the  wind,   the  sea,   con- 
trols, 

Whose  hand  doth  earth  and  heaven  sus- 
tain, 
Whose  Spirit  leads  believing  souls. 

2  'Tis  here  Thine  unknown  paths  we 
trace. 

Which  dark  to  human  eyes  appear; 
While  thro'  the  mighty  waves  we  pass, 
Faith  only  sees  that  God  is  here. 

3  Throughout  the  deep  Thy  footsteps 
We  own  Thy  way  is  in  the  sea,  [shine  ; 
O'erawed  by  majesty  divine, 
And  lost  in  Thine  immensity. 

:N"o.  313. 

1  Glory  to  Thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light : 
Keep  me,  oh,  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  Thy  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  Thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  which  I  this  day  have  done: 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  Thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 
|3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
IThe  grave  as  little  as  my  bed'; 

Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
llise  glorious  at  the  judgment-day. 

4  Lord,  let  my  soul  forever  share 
The  bliss  of  Thy  paternal  care  : 
'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above 
To  see  Thy  face,  and  sing  Thy  love. 

>To.  3141. 

1  I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives — 

What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives! 
lie  lives,  He  lives,  who  once  was  dead; 
^lie  lives,  my  everlasting  Head  1 
(71.) 


2  He  lives,  to  bless  me  with  His  love 
He  lives.,  to  plead  for  me  above  ; 

He  lives,  my  hungry  soul  to  feed 
He  lives,  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

3  He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  bread ; 
He  lives,  and  I  shall  conquer  death ; 
Ho  lives,  my  mansion  to  prepare  ; 

He  lives,  to  bring  me  safely  there. 

4  He  lives,  all  glory  to  His  Name  ; 
He  lives,  my  Saviour,  still  the  same ; 
"What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives, — 
I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 

No.  315. 

1  Abraham,  when  severely  tried, 
His  faith  by  his  obedience  showed  ; 

He  with  the  harsh  command  complied, 
And  gave  his  Isaac  back  to  God. 

2  His  son  the  father  offered  up, — 
Son  of  his  age,  his  only  son ; 

Object  of  all  his  joy  and  hope, 
And  less  beloved  than  God  alone. 

3  O  for  a  faith  like  his,  that  we 
The  bright  example  may  pursue; 

May  gladly  give  up  all  to  Thee, 
To  whom  our  more  than  all  is  due. 

INTo.  316. 

1  Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive ; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live. 

Are  not  Thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  Thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  don't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  Thy  grace 
Great  God,  Thy  nature  hath  no  bound, — 
So  let  Thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

3  Oh,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  my  eyes. 

4  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  Thy 

word, 
"Would   light  on  some  sweet   promise 

there, — 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

No.  317.  / 

1  Ho  dies!  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 

Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around; 
A  .solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground: 


2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  ; 
The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  man  S 

But  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see: 
Je3us,  the  dead,  revives  again. 

3  Say,  Live  forever,  wondrous  King! 
Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save; 

Then    ask    the   monster,  Where's  thy 
sting  1 
And,   Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting 
grave  ? 

No.  318. 

1  The  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day, 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass   a 

way, 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinners  stay  ? 
How  shall  He  meet  that  dreadful  day — 

When,  shriv'llinglikea  parch' d  scroll, 
The  naming  heavens  together  roll ; 
And,  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread, 
Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes  the 

dead  ? 

3  Oh,  on  that  day,  the  wrathful  day, 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from 

clay, 
Be  Thou,"  O  Christ,  the  sinner's  stay, 
Tho'  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 

Doxology.    L.  M. 
Praise  to  the  Father,  with  the  Son, 
And  Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One  ; 
As  ever  was  in  ages  past, 
And  shall  be  so  while  ages  last. 

No.  319. 

1  Oh,  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone ; 

Oh,  that  I  could  at  last  submit 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down — 

To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet. 

Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find  ; 

Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  Thou  art, 
Give  me  Thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 

And  stamp  Thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 
And  fully  set  my  spirit  free  ; 

I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, — 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  Thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  Thee,  my  God  ; 
Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove; 

The  cross  all  si  ained'with  hallowed  blood 
The  labor  of  Tlry  dying  love. 


(72.) 


N"o.  320 

1  0  let  the  pris'ners'  mournful  cries 
As  incense  in  Thy  sight  appear ; 

Their  humble  wailings pierce  the  skies, 
It  haply  they  may  feel  Thee  near. 

2  The  captive  exiles  make  their  moans, 
From  sin  impatient  to  be  free  : 

Callhome,call  home, Thy  banished  ones; 
Lead  captive  their  captivity. 

3  Show  them  the  blood  that  bought  their 

peace, 
The  anchor  of  their  steadfast  hope, 
And  bid  their  guilty  terror's  cease, 
And  bring  the  raiisonrd  pris'ners  up. 

No.  321. 

1  "While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 
Mercy  is  found,  and  peace  is  given  ; 
But  soon,  ah  !  soon,  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 

2  While  God  invites,  how  blest  the  day ! 
Ho.w  sweet  the  Gospel's  charming  sound ! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  oh  !  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pard'ning  God  is  found. 

3  Soon, borne  on  Time's  most  rapid  wing, 
Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave,— 
Before  His  bar  your  spirits  bring, 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

4  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair, 
Xo  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise, — 
Xo  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
Xo  Saviour-  calls  you  to  the  skies. 

Xo.  322. 

1  Go, preach  my  Gospel, saith  the  Lord, — 
Bid  the  whole  world  my  grace  receive; 
He  shall  be  saved  who  trusts  My  word. 
And  he  condemned  who  won't  believe. 

2  I'll  make  your  great  commission  known; 
And  ye  sball  prove  my  Gospel  true, 
By  all  the  works  that'l  have  done, 
By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

3  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands, — 
I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end; 
All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands, — 
I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend. 

No.  323. 

1  no !  every  one  that  thirsts, draw  nigh : 
'Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race  : 
Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy,— 
Buy  wine,  and  milk,  and  Gospel  grace. 

(7! 


2  Come  to  the  living  "waters,  come! 
Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call ; 
Return,  ye  weary  wand'rers,  hoine, 
And  hud  His  grace  is  free  for  all. 

3  See  from  the  ltock  a  fountain  rise  ; 
For  you  in  healing  streams  it  rolls  ; 
Money  ye  need  not  bring,  nor  price. 
Ye  lab'ring,  burden'd,  sin-sick  souls. 

4  Xothing  ye  in  exchange  shall  give; 
Leave  all  you  have,  and  are,  behind  ; 
Frankly  the  gift  of  God  receive; 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 

No.  324. 

1  'Tis  midnight ;  and  on  Olive's  brow, 
The  star  is  dimm'd  that  lately  shone; 

'Tis  midnight ;  in  the  garden  now 
The  suff  'ring  Saviour  prays  alone. 

2  'Tis  midnight;  and  from  all  removed, 
The  Saviour  wrestles  lone  with  fears; 

Ev'n  that  disciple  whom  He  loved 
Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 

3  'Tis  midnight ;  and,  for  others' guilt, 
The  Man  of  Sorrows  weeps  in  blood ; 

Yet  He,  who  hath  in  anguish  knelt, 
Is  not  forsaken  by  His  God. 

4  'Tis  midnight ;  and,  from  ether-plains 
Is  born  the  song  that  angels  know: 

Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  woe. 

:NTo.  325. 

1  From  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard, — 
A  bitter  and  heart-rending  cry, 

My  Saviour  !  every  mournful  word 
Bespeaks  Thy  soul's  deep  agony. 

2  A  horror  of  great  darkness  fell 
On  Thee,  Thou  spotless,  holy  One ! 

And  all  the  swarming  hosts  of  hell 
Conspired  to  tempt  God's  only  Son. 

3  Lord !  on  Thy  cross  I  fix  mine  eye  : 
If  e'er  I  lose  its  strong  control, 

0  let  that  dying,  piercing  cry, 
Melt  and  reclaim  my  wand'ringsoul. 

ZSTo.  326. 

1  Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on.— 
Thus  far  His  pow'rprolongs  my  days; 

And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  His  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 
Anil  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home  ; 

3.) 


But  He  forgives  my  follies  past,  fcome. 

And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to 
3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep : 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head; 
"While  well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

1  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall 
come  I 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  Thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 

With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

No.  327. 

1  Lord,  I  am  Thine,  entirely  Thine, 
Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine ; 
"With  full  consent  Thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  Thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

2  Grant  one  poor  siuner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  Thy  grace ; 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 

But  ransomed  by  Immanuel's  blood. 

3  Here,  at  that  cross  where  flows  the 

blood 
That  bought  my  guilty  soul  for  God, — 
Thee,  my  new  Master,  now  I  call, 
And  consecrate  to  Thee  my  all. 

No.  328. 

1  Jesus,  where'er  Thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  Thy  mercy-seat; 
Where'er  they   seek   Thee,    Thou   art 

found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  Thou  within  no  walls  confined, 
Dost  well  with  those  of  humble  mind, 
Such  ever  bring  Thee  where  they  come. 
And,  going,  take  Thee  to  their  home. 

3  Great  Shepherd  of  Thy  chosen  few, 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew  ; 
Here,  to  our  waiting  hearts  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  Thy  saving  name. 

Hoxology.     L.  M. 
Praise  to  the  Father,  with  the  Son, 
And  Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One  ; 
As  ever  was  in  ages  past, 
And  shall  be  so  while  ages  last. 


No.  329. 

1  Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise, 
Thro'  all  the  millions  of  the  skies — 
That  song  of  triumph  which  records 
That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's. 


2  Let  tLiones,  and  powers,  and  king- 

doms, be 

Obedient,  mighty  God,  to  Thee  ; 
And  every  land,  and  stream,  and  main, 
Now  wave  the  sceptre  of  Thy  reign. 

3  Oh,  let  that  glorious  anthem  swell; 
Let  host  to  host  the  triumph  tell, 
'Till  not  one  rebel  heart  remains, 
But  over  all  the  Saviour  reigns. 

No.  3SO. 

1  All  nature  sings  Thy  boundless  love, 
In  worlds  below,  and  worlds  above; 
But  in  Thy  blessed  word  I  trace 
Diviner  wonders  of  Thy  grace. 

2  There,  what  delightful  truths  I  read ! 
There,  I  behold  the  Saviour  bleed: 
His  name  salutes  my  list'ning  ear, 
Revives  my  heart,  and  checks  my  tear. 

3  There  Jesus  bids  my  sorrows  cease, 
A  ml  gives  my  lab'ring  conscience  peace; 
liaises  my  grateful  thoughts  on  high, 
And  points  to  mansions  in  the  sky. 

4  For  love  like  this,  O  let  my  song, 
Thro'  endless  years.  Thy  praise  prolong 
Let  distant  climes  Thy  Name  adore, 
Till  time  and  nature  are  no  more. 

No.  331. 

1  Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  be 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone,;  [gone, 
Fain  would  mine  eyes  my  Saviour  see; 

1  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  Thee. 

2  Oh,  warm  my  heart  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindle  there  a  pure  desire: 
Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above, 
And  fill  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  Blest  Saviour,  what  delicious  fare  ! 
How  sweet  Thine  entertainments  are! 
Never  did  angels  taste  above 
Itedeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

4  Hail,  great Immanuel,  all  divine! 
In  Thee  Thy  Fathers  glories  shine; 
Thy  glorious  Name  shall  be  adored, 
And  every  tongue  confess  Thee  Lord. 

No.  332. 


1  Come,  Saviour,  Jesus,  from  above, 
Assist  mo  with  Thy  heavenly  grace 
Empty  my  heart  of  earthly  love, 
Ami  for  Thyself  prepare  the  place, 
(74.) 


2  0  let  Thy  sacred  presence  fill, 
And  set  my  longing  spirit  free  ; 
Which  pants  to  have  no  other  will, 
But  night  and  day  to  least  on  Thee. 

3  Nothing  on  earth  do  I  desire, 

Bnt  Thy  pure  love  within  my  breast 
This,  only  this,  will  I  require, 
And  freely  give  up  all  the  rest. 

TX<y.  333. 

1  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies 
When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest! 

How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes ! 
How  gently  heaves  th1  expiring  breast. 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

No.  334,. 

1  Sun  of  my  soul.  Thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  Thou  be  near  ; 

Oh,  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 

To  hide  Thee  from  Thy  servants  eyes. 

2  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  Thee  I  caunot  live; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  Thee  I  dare  not  die. 

3  If  some  poor  wandering  child  of  Thine 
Have  spurned  to-day  the  voice  divine — 
Xow,  Lord,  the  gracious  work  begin  ; 
Let  him  no  more  lie  down  in  sin. 

4  Watch  by  the  sick;  enrich  the  poor 
With    blessings    from    Thy  boundless 

store ; 
Be  every  mourner's  sleep  to-night, 
Like  infant's  slumbers,  pure  ami  light. 

5  Come  near  and  bless  us  when  we  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  take, 
Till  in  the  ocean  of  Thy  love 

We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above. 

No.  335. 


3  There  is  a  great  PhysUian  near; 
Look  up,  O  fainting  soul,  and  live ; 

See,  in  His  heavenly  smiles,  appear 
Such  help  as  nature  cannot  give. 

4  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood, 
Life,  health,  and  bliss,  abundant  flow ; 

And  in  i hat  sacrificial  liood 
A  balm  for  ail  thy  grief  and  woe. 

jSTo.  336. 

1  Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest; 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  hath  blest: 
Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun. 

2  Oh  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies ;  [rise, 
And  draw  from  Christ  that  sweet  repose 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows. 

3  This  heavenlv  calm,  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  Church  of  God  remains, 
The  ends  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties,  let  the  day, 
In  holy  comforts  pass  away ; 

How  sweet,  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end. 

No.  337. 

Come,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast; 
Let  every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest ; 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind, 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 
Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  I  call ; 
The  invitation  is  to  all: — 
Come  all  the  world  !  come. sinner,  thou! 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 
3  Come,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  oppressed, 
Ye  restless  wand'rers  after  rest ; 
Ye  poor,   and  maim'd.  and  halt,  and 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find,  [blind, 

No.  33S. 

1  xVrm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake ! 


1  Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  Put  on  Thy  strength  the  nations  shake, 
iiiniip  i  And  let  the  world,  adoring  see 


'Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  Thee. 


made. 
Where  shall  the  sinner  find  a  cure  ? 
In  vain,  alas  !  is  nature's  aid  ;  |2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  Thy  throne, 

The  work  exceeds  her  utmost  power.   I  am  Jehovah — God  alone  : 
2  But  can  no  sov'reign  balm  be  found,    |Th.v,  voiw  ,tlu'ir  jll°l8  sha,n  confound, 

And  is  no  kind  physician  nigh,  | Aml  Cilsl  the11' lllUus  to  fche  ground. 

To  eslfee  the  pain,  and  heal  the  wound,     |3  Xo  more  let  creature  blood  be  spilt-^ 
Ere  life  and  hope  forever  fly  ?  ^  Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt ! 

(75.) 


But  to  each  conscience  be  applied 
Tlie  blood  that  flowed  from  Jesus'  side. 

4  Almighty  God,  Thy  grace  proclaim, 
Iu  every  land,  of  every  name ; 
Let  adverse  powers  before  Thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 

]NTo.  339. 

1  Triumphant  Zion  !  lift  thy  head 
From  dust,  and  darkness,  and  the  dead! 
Though  bumbled  long  awake  at  length, 
And    gird    thee   with    thy     Saviour's 

strength. 

2  Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on, 
And  let  thy  excellence  be  known  : 
Decked  in  the  robes  of  righteousness, 
Thy  glories  shall  the  world  confess. 

3  No  more  shall  foes  unclean  invade, 
And  fill  thy  hallowed  walls  with  dread; 
No  more  shall  hell's  insulting  host 
Their  vict'ry  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 

4  God,  from  on  high,  has  heard  thy  pray- 
His  hand  thy  ruin  shall  repair :        [er  ; 
Nor  will  thy  watchful  monarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 

ISTo.  34,0. 

1  Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays, 
Attempt  Thy  great  Creator's  praise  : 
But  O,  what  tongue  can  speak  His  fame? 
"What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme? 

2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  wears ; 

To  forma  robe  of  light  divine, 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  Him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Omnipotence,  with  wisdom,  shines ; 
His  works,  thro'  all  this  wond'rous  frame, 
Declare  the  glory  of  His  Name. 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  His  glories  sing; 
And  let  His  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  list'ning  worlds  shall  join  the  song. 

]STo.  341. 

1  How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
In  sweet  communion  kindred  minds  : 
How  swift  the  heavenly  course  theyrun, 


How  does  the  generous  flame  within 
Kefine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin! 

3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow, 
For  human  guilt  and  human  woe  ; 
Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire, 
AYhen  dimly  burns  frail  nature's  fire  ; 
Then  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above-* 
A  heaven  of  joy — a  heaven  of  love ! 

No.  343. 

1  Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress : 
'Midst  flaming  worlds,  in  these  array'd, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  Lord  I  believe  Thy  precious  blood, — 
Which,  at  the  mercy-seat  of  God, 
Forever  doth  for  sinners  plead, — 

For  me,  e'en  for  my  soul,  was  shed. 

3  Lord,  I  believe  were  sinners  more 
Than  sands  upon  the  ocean  shore, 
Thou  hast  for  all  a  ransom  paid, 
For  all  a  full  atonement  made. 

No.  343. 

1  I  thirst,  Thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
To  wash  me  in  Thy  cleansing  blood  ; 
To  dwell  within  Thy  wounds  ;  then  pain 
Is  sweet,  and  life  or  death  is  gain. 

2  Take  my  poor  heart,  and  let  it  bo 
For  ever  closed  to  all  but  Thee  ; 

Seal  Thou  my  breast,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  for  ever  there. 

3  How  blest  are  they  who  still  abide 
Close  shelter'd  in  Thy  bleeding  side  ! 
Who  thence  their  life  and  strength  de- 
rive, 

And  by  Thee  move,  and  in  Thee  live. 

4  What  are  our  works  but  sin  and  death, 
Till  Thou  Thyjquick'ning  Spirit  ureal  he! 
Thou  givest  the   power  thy   grace   to 

move ; 

0  wondrous  grace !  0  boundless  love  ! 

]NTo.  34.-4,. 

1  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 


Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes  My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 


2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear  ! 
What  tender  love  and  holy  fear  ! 


And  pour  contempt  on  all  ray  pride. 
2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God  ; 


(76.) 


All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 

I  sacrifice  them  to  His  blood. 
?  See,  from  His  head,  His  hands.  His  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ; 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 

Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 
4  Were  the  whole  realms  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

No.  345. 

1  Shall  man,  O  God  of  light  and  life, 
Forever  moulder  in  the  grave  ? 

Canst  Thou  forget  Thy  glorious  work, 
Thy  promise,  and  Thy  power,  to  save  ? 

2  In  those  dark,  silent  realms  of  night 
Shall  peace  and  hope  no  more  arise  ? 

No  future  morning  light  the  tomb, 
Nor  day-star  gild  the  darksome  skies  ? 

3  Cease — cease,    ye   vain,    desponding 

fears : 
When  Christ,  our  Lord,  from  darkness 

sprang, 
Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  led, 
And  heav'n  with  praise  and  wonder  rang. 

No 

1 


346. 

Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep ! 
From  which  none  ever  wake  to  weep  ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  oh,  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet! 
"With  holy  confidence  to  sing, 
That  death  has  lost  its  venomed  sting ! 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest ! 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest  ; 
No  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim  that  hour, 
Which  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  oh,  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be  ! 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 
And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 

No.  347. 

1  There  is  a  God — all  nature  speaks. 
Thro' earth,  and  air,  and  seas,  and  skies; 
See — from  the  clouds  His  glory  breaks, 
When  earliest  beams  of  morning  rise. 

2  The  rising  sun,  supremely  bright, 
Throughout  the  world's  extended  frame, 

6 


Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 
3  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 
And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 
Confess  the  footsteps  of  your  God , 
Bow  down  before  Him  and  adore. 
No.  348. 

1  Dear  is  the  spot  where  Christians  sleep,  • 
And    sweet  the  strains  their  spirits 

pour; 
Oh,  why  should  we  in  anguish  weep  ? 
They^are  not  lost,  but  gone  before. 

2  Secure  from  every  mortal  care, 
By  sin  and  sorrow  vexed  no  more, 

Eternal  happiness  they  share 
Who  are  not  lost,  but  gone  before. 

3  To  Zion's  peaceful  courts  above 
In  faith  triumphant  may  we  soar, 

Embracing,  in  the  arms  of  love, 
The  friends  not  lost,  but  gone  before. 

4  To  Jordan's  bank  whene'er  we  come, 
And  hear  the  swelling  waters  roar ; 

Jesus !  convey  us  safely  home, 

To  friends  not  lost,  but  gone  before. 
No.  349. 

1  My  God,  how  endless  is  Thy  love  ; 
Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new ; 

And  morning  mercies  from  above, 
Gently  descend  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou   spread' st  the  curtains    of  the 
night, 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours; 

Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 

And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  myself  to  Thy  command  ! 
To  Thee  devote  my  nights  and  days  ; 

Perpetual  blessings  from  Thy  hand 

Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 
No.  350. 

1  Thine,  Lord,  is  wisdom,  Thine  alone ! 
Justice  and  truth  before  Thee  stand : 

Yet,  nearer  to  Thy  sacred  throne, 
Mercy  withholds  Thy  lifted  hand. 

2  Each  evening  shows  Thy  tender  love; 
Each  rising  morn  Thy  plenteous  grace: 

Thy  waken'd  wrath  doth  slowly  move  ; 
Thy  willing  niercj'  flies  apace. 

3  To  Thy  benign,  iudulgeut  care, 
Father,  this  light,  this  breath  we  owe; 

And  all  we  have,  and  all  we  are,    [flow. 
From   Thee,  great  Source  of  being, 
(77.) 


4  Thrice  Holy  !  Thine  the  kingdom  is, 
The  power  omnipotent  is  Thine  ; 

And  when  created  nature  dies, 
Thy  never-ceasing-  glories  shine. 

No.  351. 

1  Stand  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears, 
And  gird  the  gospel  armour  on  ; 

March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 
Where  Jesus  thy  great  Captain's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course  ; 
But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes  ; 

Thy  Saviour  nailed  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  He  rose. 

3  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, — 
Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate ; 

There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 
And  glittering  robes  for   conquerors 
wait. 

4  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 
And  triumph  in  almighty  grace  ; 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 

No.  352. 

1  Great  God  of  nations,  now  to  Thee 
Our  hymn  of  gratitude  we  raise  ; 

With  humble  heart,  and  bending  knee, 
We  offer  Thee  our  song  of  praise. 

2  Thy  Name  we  bless,  Almighty  God, 
For  all  the  kindness  Thou  hast  shown 

To  this  fair  land  the  pilgrims  trod,— 
This  land  we  fondly  call  our  own. 

3  Here  freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 
And  casts  her  soft  and  hallow'd  ray  ; 

Here    Thou  our  father's  steps   did'st 
guide 
In  safety  thro'  their  dangerous  way. 

4  We  praise  Thee  that  the  gospel's  light 
Thro'  all  our  lands  its  radiance  sheds; 

Dispels  the  shades  of  error's  night, 
And    heavenly    blessings    round    us 
spreads. 


No.  353. 

1  Oh,  for  a  glance  of  hcav'nly  day, 
To  take  this  stubborn  heart  away; 
And  thaw,  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rend;  the  earth  can 

quake; 
The  seas  can  roar ;  the  mountains  shake : 

(78.) 


Of  feeling,  all  things  show  some  sign, 
But  this  unfeeling lieart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  Thou  hast  felt, 
Oh  Lord,  an  adamant  would  melt : 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  moves  this  heart  of  mine 

4  But  power  divine  can  do  the  deed : 
And,  Lord,  that  power  I  greatly  need: 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  drossl-efine, 

And  melt  and  change  this  heart  of  mine. 

No.  354. 

1  Saviour  of  men,  Thy  searching  eye, 
Doth  all  mine  inmost  thoughts  descry ; 
Doth  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  raise, 
Or  the  world's  pleasure*,  or  its  praise? 

2  The  love  of  Christ  doth  me  constrain 
To  seek  the  wand'ring  souls  of  men  ; 
With  cries,  entreaties,  tears,  to  save, — 
To  snatch  them  from  the  gaping  grave. 

3  For  this  let  men  revile  my  name ; 
No  cross  I  shun,  I  fear  no  shame : 

All  hail,  reproach ;  and  welcome,  pain ; 
Only  Thy  terrors,  Lord,  restrain. 

No.  355. 

1  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  Thy  Name,  give  thanks, 

and  sing ; 
To  show  Thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  Thy  truth  by  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
Oh,  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

3  When  grace  has  purified  my  heart, 
Then  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part : 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  be  shed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

4  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below  ; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

No.  35G. 

1  Praise  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  Thee ; 
Thy  saints  adore  Thy  holy  Name; 
Thy  creatures  bend  the'  obedient  knee, 
And,  humbly,now  Thy  presence  claim. 
Eternal  Source  of  truth  and  light, 
To  Thee  we  look,  on  Thee  we  call ; 


Lord,  we  are  nothing  in  Thv  sight, 
But  Thou  to  us  art  all  in  all. 


3  So  shall  our  sun  of  hope  arise, 

With  brighter  still  and  brighter  ray, 
Till  Thou  shalt  bless  our  longing  eyes 

With  beams  of  everlasting  day. 

No.  3  5  7. 

1  Jesus,  aud  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  Thee  ! 
Ashamed  of  Thee,  whom  angels  praise. 
Whose  glories  shine  thro'  endless  days. 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus ! — that  dear  Friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ; 
No  !  when  I  Hush  be  this  my  shame, — 
That  I  no  more  revere  His  Name. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  ! — yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away  ; 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
Xo  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

4  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then.  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain ; 
And,  oh,  may  this  my  glory  be, — 
That  Chiist  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 

No.  3  58. 

1  Stay,  Thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 
Tho'  I  have  done  Thee  such  despite  ; 
Nor  cast  the  sinner  quite  away, 
Xor  take  Thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Tho'  I  havesteel'd  my  stubborn  heart, 
And  shaken  off  my  guilty  fears  : 
And  vex'd.  and  urged  Thee  to  depart, 
For  many  long  rebellious  years : 

3  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been, 
Of  all  who  e'er  Thy  grace  received; 
Ten  thousand  times  Thy  goodness  seen  ; 
Ten    thousand    times     Thy    goodness 

grieved  : 

4  Yet.  oh  !  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 
In  honour  of  my  great  High  Priest ; 
For  in  Thy  righteous  anger  swear 
T'  exclude  me  from  Thy  people's  rest. 

No.  359. 

1  Jesus,  mv  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
On  whom  1  cast  my  even*  care. 
On  whom  for  all  things  Idepend. — 
Inspire,  and  thtn  accept,  my  prayer. 

2  If  I  have  tasted  of  Thy  grace. — 
The  grace  that  sure  salvation  brings; 
If  with  me  now  Thy  Spirit  stays. 
And,  howling,  hides  me  in  His  wings. 


3  II  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray, 
His  voice  behind  me  may  I  hear,  — 
Ketura.  and  walk  in  Christ,  thy  way; 
Fly  back  to  Christ,  for  sin  is  near! 

No.  360. 

1  Awake,  Jerusalem,  awake. — 
Xo  longer  in  thy  sins  lie  down  ; 

The  gairueut  of  salvation  take; 
Th}*  beauty  and  thy  strength  put  on. 

2  Shake  off  the  dust  that  blinds  thy 
sight. 

And   hides  the  .promise  from  Thine 
eyes ; 
Arise  and  struggle  into  light ; 
The  great  Deliverer  calls, — Arise! 

3  Shake  off  the  bands  of  sad  despair ; 
Zion,  assert  thy  liberty  ; 

Look  up.  thy  broken  heart  prepare, 
And  God  shall  set  the  captive  free. 

4  Vessels  of  mercy,  sons  of  grace. 
Be  purg'd  from  every  sinful  stain, 

Be  like  our  Lord,  His  Word  embrace, 
Xor  bear  His  hallowdXamein  vain. 

No.  361. 

1  Arise,  my  soul,  on  wings  sublime, 
Above  the  vanities  of  time  : 
Let  faith  now  pierce  the  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new,  celestial  birth, 
Why  should  I  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 
Why  grasp  at  vain  and  fleeting  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  me  on  the  road,— 
The  narrow  road  that  loads  to  God  ? 
Or  can  I  love  this  earth  bo  well. 
As  not  to  long  with  God  to  dwell  ? 

4  To  dwell  with  God,— to  taste  His  love, 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoyed  above: 
The  glorious  expectation  now 
Is  heavenly  bliss  begun  below. 

(No.  3G2. 

1  Awake  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb; 

Wake  every  heart,  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  Name. 

2  Sing  of  His  dying  love  ; 
Sing  of  His  rising  power; 

Sing  how  He  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  He  bore. 


(79.) 


3  To  pilgrims,  on  the  road 

To  Zioii's  city,  sing ; 
Rejoice  ye  in  the  Lamb  of  God, — 
In  Christ,  the  eternal  King. 

4  There  shall  each  raptured  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim ; 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamh. 

No.  363. 

1  Hail  to  the  Sabbath-day  ! 

The  day  divinely  given, 
When  men  to  God  their  homage  pay, 
And  earth  draws  near  to  heaven. 

2  Lord,  in  this  sacred  hour, 

Within  Thy  courts  we  bend, 
And  bless  Thy  love,  and  own  Thy 
power, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend. 

3  But  Thou  art  not  alone 

In  courts  by  mortals  trod ; 
Nor  only  is  the  day  Thine  own 
When  man  draws  near  to  God : — 

4  Thy  temple  is  the  arch 

Of  yon  unineasur'd  sky  ; 
Thy  Sabbath,  the  stupendous  march 
Of  vast  eternity. 

5  Lord,  may  that  holier  day 

Dawn  on  Thy  servants'  sight ; 
And  purer  worship  may  we  pay 
In  heaven's  unclouded  light. 

No.  364. 

1  Come,  sound  His  praise  abroad, 

And  hymns  of  glory  sing : 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  Come,  worship  at  His  throne, 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
We  are  His  works,  and  not  our  own, 
He  formed  us  by  His  word. 

No.  365. 

1  The  pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  those  that  fear  His  Name, 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel; 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

2  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 

Scattered  with  every  breath  ; 
His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 


3  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower  ; 
When  blasting  winds  sweep  o'er  the 
It  withers  in  an  hour.  [field, 

4  But  Thy  compassions,  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  word  of  promise  sure. 

No.  36G. 

1  If,  on  a  quiet  sea, 

Toward  heaven  we  calmly  sail, 
With  grateful  hearts,0  God  to  Thoe, 
We'll  own  the  favoring  gale. 

2  But  should  the  surges  rise, 

And  rest  delay  to  come, 
Blest  be  the  sorrow,  kind  the  storm, 
Which  drives  us  nearer  home. 

3  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

All  yield  to  Thy  control: 
Thy  tender  mercies  shall  illume 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

No.  367. 

1  Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 

And  shall  our  cheeks  be  drv  ? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief' 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears 

The  wond'ring  angels  see; 

Be  thou  astonished,  O  my  soul ; 

He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

No.  36S. 

1  My  soul,  repeat  His  praise, 

Whose  mercies  are  so  great, 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  His  power  subdues  our  sins  ; 

And  His  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  we  tread,  , 
So  far  tibe  riches  of  His  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

No.  369. 

1  Glad  was  my  heart  to  hear 
My  old  companion  say, — 
Come,  in  the  house  of  God  appear  ; 
For  'tis  a  holy  day. 


(80.) 


2  Thither  the  tribes  repair, 

Where  all  are  wont  to  meet ; 
And  joyful  in  the  house  of  prayer, 
Bend  at  the  mercy-seat. 

3  Pray  for  Jerusalem, 

The  city  of  our  God  ! 
Lord,  send  Thy  blessings  down  to 
That  love  the  dear  abode!    fthem 

4  "Within  these  walls,  may  peace 

And  harmony  be  found  ! 
Zion,  in  all  thy  palaces, 
Prosperity  abound. 

5  For  friends  and  brethren  dear 

Our  prayer  shall  never  cease : 
Oft  as  they  meet  for  worship  here, 
God  send  His  people  peace ! 

INTo.  3  70. 

1  A  charge  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify  ; 
A  never  dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil, — 
Oh,  may  it  all  my  powers  engage, 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  Thy  sight  to  live  ; 
And  oh,  Thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare, 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  Thyself  rely, 
Assured  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  forever  die. 

No.  3  71. 

1  Behold  the  throne  of  grace ; 

The  promise  calls  us  near  ; 
There  Jesus  shows  a  smiling  face, 
And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

2  Thine  image,  Lord,  bestow, — 

Thy  presence  and  Thy  love, — 
That' we  may  serve  Thee  here  below, 
And  reign  with  Thee  above. 

3  Teach  us  to  live  by  faith, — 

Conform  our  wills  to  Thine ; 
Let  us  victorious  be  in  death, 
And  then  in  glory  shine. 

No.  372. 

1  Tne  praying  spirit  breathe  ! 
The  watching  power  impart; 


From  all  entanglements  beneath 
Call  off  my  peaceful  heart ; 

2  My  feeble  mind  sustain, 

By  worldly  thoughts  oppressed  ; 
Appear  and  bid  me  turn  again 
To  my  eternal  rest. 

3  Swift  to  my  rescue  come  ; 

Thine  own  this  moment  seize: 
Gather  my  wand'ring  spirit  home, 
And  keep  in  perfect  peace. 

4  Suffer  d  no  more  to  rove 

O'er  all  the  earth  abroad, 
Arrest  the  pris'ner  of  Thy  love, 
And  shut  me  up  in  God. 

No.  373. 

1  Oh,  that  I  could  repent ! 

Oh,  that  I  could  believe! 
Thou,  by  Thy  voice  the  marble  renl, 
The  rock  in  sunder  cleave  : 

2  Thou,  by  Thy  two-edged  sword, 

My  soul  and  spirit  part: 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  Thy  WorcL 
And  break  my  stubborn  heart. 

3  Saviour,  and  Prince  of  peace  ! 

The  double  grace  bestow  ; 
Unloose  the  bands  of  wickedness 
And  let  the  captive  go  : 

4  Grant  me  my  sins  to  feel, 

And  then  the  load  remove :       [heal, 
Wound,  and  pour  in.  mv  wounds  to 
The  balm  of  pard'ning  love. 

No.  3  74. 

1  I  want  a  heart  to  pray,  — 

To  pray,  and  never  cease ;  a 
Never  to  murmur  at  Thy  stay^ 
Or  wish  my  suff 'rings  less. 

2  I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  single,  steady  aim, — 
Unmov'd  by  threatening  or  reward,' 
To  Thee  and  Thy  great  name  ; 

3  I  rest  upon  Thy  word, — 

The  promise  is  for  me ; 
My  succour  and  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  surely  come  from  Thee : 

No.  375. 

1  And  can  I  yet  delay 
My  little  all  to  give  ? 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earHi  away 
For  Jesus  to  receive  1 


(81.) 


B  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield ; 
lean  hold  out  no  more : 
I  sink,  by  dying  love  compell'd, 
And  own  Thee  conqueror. 

3  Though  late,  I  all  forsake; 

My  friends,  iny  all,  resign  • 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  oh,  take, 
And  seal  me  ever  Thine. 

4  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove  ; 
Settle  and  fix  my  wav'ring  soul 
With  all  Thy  weight  of  love. 

No.  376. 

1  Thy  way  is  in  the  sea; 

Thy  paths  we  cannot  trace ; 
Nor  solve,  O  Lord,  the  mystery 
Of  Thy  unbounded  grace. 

2  Here  the  dark  veils  of  sense 

Our  captive  souls  surround  ; 
Mysterious  deeps  of  providence 
Our  wond'ring  thoughts  confound. 

3  As  through  a  glass  we  see 

The  wonders  of  Thy  love  ; 
How  little  do  we  know  of  Thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above  ! 

No.  377. 

i  Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed  ; 

At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand  ; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed, — 

Broad-cast  it  o'er  the  land. 

2  Thou  know'st  not  which  shall  thrive, 
The  late  or  early  sown ; 

Grace  keeps  the  precious  germ  alive 
When  and  wherever  strown : 

3  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  com  at  length. 

4  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain  : 
Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry, 

Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 


No.  378. 

1  Far  from  these  scenes  of  night, 

Unbounded  glories  rise, 
And  realms  of  joy  and  pure  delight, 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  Fair  land  ! — could  mortal  eyes 

But  half  its  charms  explore, 


How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise, 
And  dwell  on  earth  no  more ! 
I  No  cloud  those  regions  know, — 
Realms  ever  bright  and  fair  ; 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

Oh  may  the  prospect  fire 
Our  hearts  with  ardent  love, 

Till  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire, 
Bear  every  thought  above. 

No.  3  79. 

1  Lord  of  the  harvest,  hear 

Thy  needy  servants  cry ; 
Answer  our  faith's  effectual  pray'r, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

2  On  Thee  we  humbly  wait, — 

Our  wants  are  in  Thy  view  ; 
The  harvest,  truly,  Lord,  is  great, 
The  labourers  are  few. 

3  Convert  and  send  forth  more 

Into  Thy  Church  abroad,    [pow'r 
And  let  them  speak  Thy  word  of 
As  workers  with  their  God. 

No.  3SO. 

1  Oh,  for  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord  ! 
Oh,  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 
Like  theirs  my  last  reward. 

2  Their  bodies  in  the  ground, 

In  silent  hope,  may  lie, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound 
Shall  call  them  to  the  sky. 

3  Their  ransom'd  spirits  soar 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love, 

To  meet  the  Saviour  they  adore, 

And  reign  with  Him  above. 

4  Oh,  for  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord  ! 
Oh,  be  like  theirs  my  hist  repose, 
Like  theirs  my  last  reward. 


No.  381. 

1  When  o'er  the  deep  we  rode. 
By  winds  and  storms  assailM  ; 

We  call'd  upon  the  ocean's  God, 
Whose  mercy  never  tailed. 

2  The  tempest  heard  His  voice, 
The  winds  obeyed  Ilis  will; 

The  elements  withheld  their  noise, 
And  all  the  floods  were  still. 
(82.) 


3  With  joy  we  hailed  the  shore, 
And  safe  the  vessel  moored  ; 
"With     grateful    hearts,   that    happy 
hour, 
"We  praised  the  ocean's  Lord. 

No.  382. 

1  0  Lord,  Thy  work  revive 

In  Zion's  gloomy  hour, 
And  let  our  dying  graces  live 
By  Thy  restoring  power. 

2  Oh,  let  Thy  chosen  few 

Avake  to  earnest  prayer ; 
Their  covenant  again  renew, 
And  walk  in  filial  fear. 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak 

Through  lips  of  humble  clay, 
Till  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break, — 
Till  rebels  shall  obey. 

4  Now  lend  Thy  gracious  ear  ; 

Xow  listen  to  our  cry  : 
Oh,  come,  and  bring  salvation  near, 
Our  souls  on  Thee  rely. 

No.  383. 

1  I  love  Thy  kingdom,  Lord — 

The  house  of  Thine  abode— 
The  Church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved, 
With  His  own  precious  blood 

2  I  love  Thv  Church,  O  God  ! 

Her  walls  before  Thee  stand, 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  Thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  Thy  hand. 

3  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend ; 
To  her  my  care  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

4  Sure  as  Thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

No.  384. 

1  Come,  ve  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  your  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accoiid, 
While  ye  surround  His  throne. 

2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  servants  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 


3  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  every  tear  be  dry ; 
Were  marching  through  Immanuel's 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high,     [ground, 

No.  385. 

1  How  beauteous  are  their  feet 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill, 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice, — 

So  sweet  the  tidings  are: 
Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King ; 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here. 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  tho  joyful  sound, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found. 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ; 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

No.  386. 

1  The  power  to  bless  my  house, 

Belongs  to  God  alone; 
Yet  rend'ring  Him  my  constant  vows, 

He  sends  His  blessings  down. 
Shall  I  not  then  engage 

My  house  to  serve  the  Lord, — 
To  search  the  soul-converting  page, 

And  feed  upon  His  word : — 
3  To  ask,  with  faith  and  hope, 

The  grace  which  He  supplies, 
In  prayer  and  praise  to  offer  up 

Their  daily  sacrifice  ? 
Let  each  his  sin  eschew, 

Through  Thy  restraining  grace ; 
Our  father  Abrah'm's  steps  xjursue» 

And  walk  in  all  Thy  ways. 
Saviour  of  men,  incline 

The  hearts  which  Thou  hast  made, — 
Which  Thou  hast  bought  with  blood 

To  ask  Thy  promised  aid.     [divine, 
6  Me  and  my  house  receive, 

Thv  family  to  increase ; 
And  let  us  in  Thy  favour  live, 

And  let  us  die  in  peace. 

No.  387. 

1  Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise  • 


(S3.) 


Welcome,  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes  ! 

2  The  King  Himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  His  saints  to-day  ; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  Him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  in  such  a  place, 

Where  Thou,  my  God,  art  seen, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away, 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

No.388. 

1  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 
His  grace  to  Thee  proclaim ; 

And  all  that  is  within  me,  join 
To  bless  His  holy  Name. 

2  The  Lord  forgives  thy  sins,— 
Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath ; 

He  healeth  thine  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

3  Then  bless  His  holy  Name 
Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole ; 

Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  days: 
O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 

No.  389. 

1  How  gentle  God's  commands ! 

How  kind  His  precepts  are ! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  His  constant  care. 

2  Beneath  His  watchful  eye 

His  saints  securely  dwell ; 
That  hand  which  bears  all  nature  up, 
Shall  guard  His  children  well. 

No.  390. 

1  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love : 

The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  arc  one,— 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes : 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear ; 

And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 


4  When  we  asunder  part. 

It  gives  us  inward  pain, 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 

And  hope  to  meet  again. 

ISTo.  391. 

1  Let  party  names  no  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread  : 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  Head 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 
Let  mutual  love  be  found ; 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crown'd. 

3  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above  ; 

Where  streams  of  bliss  forever  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

No.  392. 

1  And  are  we  yet  alive, 

And  see  each  other's  face  ? 

Glory  and  praise  to  Jesus  give, 

For  His  redeeming  grace. 

2  What  troubles  have  we  seen  ! 

What  conflicts  have  wo  past! 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 
Since  we  assembled  last ! 

No.  393. 

1  Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled 
Make  their  communion  sweet,  [vows 

3  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 

The  saints  are  blest  above, 
Where  joy,  like  morning  dew,  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

No.  304,.  * 

1  O  where  shall  rest  be  found,— 

Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
Twere  vain  the    ocean's  depths  to 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole.         [sound^ 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  wo  sigh  ; 
'Tia  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 


(S4.) 


3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 
There  is  a  life  above, 

Irnineasuii3d  by  the  flight  of  years  ; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

i  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 
Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath: 
O  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death  I 

No.  395. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 

Let  Thy  bright  beams  arise, 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  out-  eyes. 

2  'Tis  Thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

To  sanctify  the  soul, 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part, 
And  new  create  the  whole. 

IVo.  39G. 

1  My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard  ; 

Ten  thousand  foes  arise  ; 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  Oh  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray, 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  vict'ry  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armour  down  : 
The  work  of  faith  will  not  be  done, 
Till  thou  obtain  the  crown. 

4  Then  persevere  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God  ; 
He'll  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath. 
To  His  divine  abode. 

No.  397. 

1  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

Xow  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 
Xow,  sinners,  come  without  delay, 
And  seek  the  Saviours  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day  ; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too' late — 
Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

3  Xow  is  th'  accepted  time, 

The  gospel  bids  you  come  ■ 

And  every  promise  in  His  Word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 


]N"o.  398. 

1  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise  ! 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun: 
Wisdom  if  you  .still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Hasten,  mercy  to  implore ! 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return  ! 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 

Lest  thy  lamp  should  fail  to  burn 

Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner  to  be  blest  ! 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 

^o.  399. 

1  Christians,  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
Every  voice  and  every  heart 
Join,  and  to  our  Father  raise 
One  last  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Though  we  here  should  meet  no  more, 
Yet  there  is  a  brighter  shore  ; 
There,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
There  we  all  may  meet  again. 

3  Xow  to  Thee,  Thou  God  of  heaven, 
Be  eternal  glory  given  : 
Grateful  for  Tliy  love  divine, 
May  our  hearts 'be  ever  Thine. 

:s"o.  4oo. 

1  Silently  the  shades  of  evening 

Gather  round  my  lonely  door ; 
Silently  they  bring  before  me 
Faces  I  shall  see  no  more. 

2  Oh,  the  lost,  the  unforgotten, 

Though  the  world  be"  oft  forgot ; 
Oh.  the  shrouded  and  the  lonely  ! 
In  our  hearts  they  perish  not. 

3  Living  in  the  silent  hours, 

Where  our  spirits  only  blend  ; 
They  unlinked  with  earthly  trouble 
We  still  hoping  for  its  end. 

4  How  such  holy  mem'ries  cluster, 

Like  the  stars  when  storms  are  past, 
Pointing  up  to  that  fair  haven 
TVre  may  hope  to  gain  at  last. 


035.) 


JVo.  401. 

1  Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 

Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing ; 
Thou  canst  save  and  Thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly, 
Angel  guards  from  Thee  surround  us; 
We  are  safe  if  Thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  Thee ; 
Thou  art  He,  who,  never  weary, 
Watckest  where  Thy  people'be. 

No.  4,02. 

1  Hark,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord  ! 
'Tis  thy  Saviour,  hear  His  word! 
Jesus  speaks,  He  speaks  so  thee, 
"Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'stthouMe?" 

2  "  I  delivered  thee  when  bound, 
And  when  bleeding,  heal'd  thy  wound, 
Sought  thee  wand'rino:,  set  thee  right, 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  light." 

3  "Thou  shall  see#my  glory  soon, 
"When  the  work  of  faith  is  done ; 
Parmer  of  my  throne  shalt  be : 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  Me?" 

4  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint 
That  my  love  is  still  so  faint, 
Yet  I  love  Thee  and  adore, 

Oh.  for  grace  to  love  Thee  more  ! 

No.  403. 

1  Conie,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer  ; 
He  Himself  invites  thee  near, — 
Bids  thee  ask  Him,  waits  to  hear. 

2  Lord,  I  come  to  Thee  for  rest : 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 
There,  Thy  blood-bought  right  main- 
And  without  a  rival  reign.  [tain, 

3  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  Thy  love  my  spirits  cheer ; 
As  my  guide  my  guard  iny  friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 


INTo.  4L04. 

1  When  thy  mortal  life  is  fled, 
When    the    death -shades    o'er     thee 
When  is  finished  thy  career,  [spread, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  appear? 

(86.) 


2  When  the  world  has  passed  away. 
When  draws  near  the  judgment  day 
When  the  awful  trump  shall  sound', 
Say,  oh,  where  wilt  thou  be  found? 

No.  405. 

1  Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice  , 

1  will  guide  you  to  your  home ; 
Weary  wanciTer,  hither  coi».e  ! 

2  Thou  who,  homeless  and  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste 
Weary  wanderer,  hither  haste. 

3  Ye  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain  ; 
Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn : — 

4  Hither  come !  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound ; 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

No.  406. 

1  Sinners,  turn ;  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why  ? 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  witli  Himself  to  live  ; 

2  Sinners,  turn  ;  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why  ? 
He,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  Himself,  that  ye  might  live. 

3  Sinners,  turn  ;  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why  ? 
He,  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
Urged  you  to  embrace  His  love. 

No.  407. 

1  Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song; 
Praises  to  our  God  belong ; 
Saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  the  heavenly  King, 

2  Blessings  from  His  liberal  hand 
Flow  around  this  happy  land :  * 
Kept  by  Him,  no  foes  annoy  ; 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 

3  Here,  beneath  a  virtuous  sway, 
May  we  cheerfully  obey, — 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod, — 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 

4  Hark!  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings; 


Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 
And  the  grateful  notes  prolong. 

No.  408. 

1  Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
Tor  the  love  that  crowns  our  days  ; 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy, 
Let  Thy  praise  our  tongue  employ. 

2  For  the  blessings  of  the  field, 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield  ; 
For  the  ioy  which  harvestsbring, 
Grateful  praises  now  we  sing. 

3  Clouds  that  drop  refreshing  dews  ; 
Sims  that  genial  heat  diffuse; 
Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain  ; 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain  ; 

4  All  that  spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land : 
All  that  liberal  autumn  pours 
From  her  overflowing  stores. 

No.  409. 

1  Go,  ye  messengers  of  God ; 

Like  the  beams  of  morning,  fly, 
Take  the  wonder-working  rod  ; 
Wave  the  banner  cross  on  high. 

2  Go  to  many  a  tropic  isle 

In  the  bosom  of  the  deep, 
Where  the  skies  forever  smile, 
And  th'oppressed  forever  weep. 

3  O'er  the  pagan's  night  of  care 

Pour  the  living  light  of  heaven  ; 
Chase  away  his  wild  despair; 
Bid  him  hojje  to  be  forgiven. 

4  Where  the  golden  gates  of  day 

Open  ou  the  palmy  East, 
High  the  bleeding  cross  display; 
Spread  the  Gospel's  richest  feast. 

No.  4,10. 

1  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day, 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say  : 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumph  high  ; 

|| :  Sing,  ye  heavens — and  earth  reply.  :|| 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done. — 
Fought  the  tight;  the  battle  won: 
Lo!  the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er; 

|| :  Lo  !  he  sets  in  blood  no  more.  :|| 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal, — 
Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  His  rise  ; 

|j:  Christ  has  opened  Paradise.  :|| 

&2.) 


4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King ; 
"Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting  1 
Once  He  died  our  souls  to  save; 

|| :  Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave  ?:J) 

No.  411. 

1  Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky  ; 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiven, 
Man,  the  well-beloved  of  Heaven. 

2  Sovereign  Father,  heavenly  King,  r 
Thee  we  now  presume  to  sing; 
Glad  Thine  attributes  confess, 
Glorious  all,  and  numberless. 

3  Christ  our  Lord,  and  God  we  own, 
Christ,  the  Father's  only  Son  ; 
Lamb  of  God  for  sinners  slain, 
Saviour  of  offending  man. 

No.  412. 

1  Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing, — 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King  ; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild ; 
God  and  sinners  reconciled. 

2  Joyful  all  ye  nations  rise, — 
Join  the  triumphs  of  the  skies  ; 
With  angelic  hosts  proclaim, — 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem. 

3  Christ,  by  highest  heaven  adored, — 
Christ  the  everlasting  Lord  ; 
Veil'd  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see; 
Hail,  incarnate  Deity ! 
Hail  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  peace! 
Hail  the  Sim  of  Righteousness  ' 
Light  and  life  to  all  He  brings, — 
Risen  with  healing  in  His  wings. 

No.  4,13. 


Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb ; 
Jesus  scatters  all  its  gloom  ; 
Day  of  triumph  through  the  skies, 
See  the  glorious  Saviour  rise  ! 

Christian !  dry  your  flowing  tears  ; 
Chase  those  unbelieving  fears  : 
Look  on  His  deserted  grave : 
Doubt  no  more  His  power  to  save. 

Te,  who  are  of  death  afraid, 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade ; 
Drive  your  anxious  cares  away : 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay ! 


4  Lo !  the  rising  sun  appears. 
Shedding  radiance  o'er  the  spheres ; 
Lo  !  returning  beams  of  light 
Chase  the  terrors  of  the  night. 

No.  414. 

1  Bright  and  joyful  is  the  morn, 
For  to  us  a  Child  is  born  ; 

From  the  highest  realms  of  heaven, 
Unto  us  a  Son  is  given. 

2  On  His  shoulder  He  shall  bear 
Power  and  majesty,  and  wear, 
On  His  vesture  and  His  thigh, 
Names  most  awful,  names  most  high. 

3  "Wonderful  in  counsel  He, 
Christ,  th'  incarnate  Deity ; 
Sire  of  ages,  ne'er  to  cease ; 

King  of  kings,  and  Prince  of  peace. 

No.  415. 

1  Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  Thy  bosom  fly, 
"While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high  ; 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  Thee: 
Leave,  oh,  leave  me  not  alone  ; 

Still  supxjort  and  comfort  me : 
All  my  trust  on  Thee  is  stay'd  ; 

All  my  help  from  Thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  Thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want : 

More  than  all  in  Thee  I  find : 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 
Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind ; 


Just  and  holy  is  Thy  name ; 

I  am  all  unrighteousness ; 
False,  and  full  of  sin  I  am  ; 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

Plenteous  grace  with  Thee  I  found-  - 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin  ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art ; 

Freely  let  me  think  of  Thee ; 
Spring  Thou  up  within  my  heart , 

Rise  to  all  eternity. 

No.  416. 

1  Come,  and  let  us  sweetly  join, 
Christ  to  praise  in  hymns  divine: 
Give  we  all,  with  one  accord, 
Glory  to  our  common  Lord  : 
Hands,  and  hearts,  and  voices  raise ; 
Sing  as  in  the  ancient  days  ; 
Ante-date  the.joys  above, — 
Celebrate  the  least  of  love. 

2  Strive  we,  in  affection  strive ; 
Let  the  purer  flame  revive ; 
Such  as  in  the  martyrs  glow'd, 
Dying  champions  for  their  God : 
We  like  them  may  live  and  love ; 
Call'd  we  are  their  joys  to  prove; 
Saved  with  them  from  future  wrath ; 
Partners  of  like  precious  faith. 

Sing  we  then  in  Jesus'  Name, 
Now  as  yesterday  the  same ; 
One  in  every  time  and  place, 
Full  for  all  of  truth  and  grace : 
Wre  for  Christ,  our  Master,  stand, 
Lights  in  a  benighted  land : 
We  our  dying  Lord  confess ; 
We  are  Jesus'  witnesses. 


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Scripture   Lessons  for  Responsive   Reading. 


SIN  AND  ITS  CURE. 

All  we  like  sheep  have  pone  astray ;  we  have 
iurned  every  one  to  his  own  way;  and  the  Lord 
jath  laid  on  him  the  iniquity  of  us  all. — Isa.  liii,  16. 

For  God  so  loved  the  world  that  he  gave  his  onbj  be- 
gotten Son,  that  xchosoever  btlievelh  in  him  should  not 
perish,  but  have  everlasting  life. — John   iii,  16. 

The  whole  head  is  sick,  and  the  whole  heart 
%iint.  From  the  sole  of  the  foot  even  unto  the  head  , 
there  is  no  soundness  ia  :.t ;  but  wounds,  and  bruises,  \ 
Ind  putrifving  Bores. — Isaiah  i,  5,  6. 

II  hen  Jesus  heard  it,  he  saith  unto  them,  They  that 
ire  whole  have  no  need  of  the  physician,  but  the-j  that 
are  *i<:k  ;  I  came  not  to  call  the  righteous,  but  sinners 
to  repentance. — Mark  ii,  17. 

Now  the  works  of  the  flesh  are  manifest,  which 
are  these:  Adultery,  fornication,  uncleanness,  las- 
eiviousness,  idolatry,  witchcraft,  hatred,  variance, 
emulations,  wrath,  strife, seditions,  heresies,  envvings, 
murders,  drunkenness,  revelinjrs,  and  such  like:  of 
the  which  I  tell  you  before,  as  I  have  also  told  you  in 
time  past,  that  they  which  do  such  things  shall  Dot 
inherit  the  kingdom  of  God. 

But  the  fruit  of  the  Spirit  is  love,  joy,  peace,  long- 
suffering,  gentleness,  goodness,  faith,  meekness,  tem- 
perance ;  against  such  there  is  no  law.  And  they  that 
are  Christ's  have  crueifed  the  flesh  with  the  affections 
and  lustt.—GALATiA-ss  v,  1 9--24. 

All  have  sinned,  and  come  short  of  the  glory  of 
God.— Romans  iii,  23. 

For  thewaoes  of  sin  is  death  ;  bid  the  gift  of  God  is 
tternal  life  tlirough  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord. — Romans 
vi,38. 


77/is  is  a  faithful  saying,  and  worthy  of  all  accepta- 
tion, that  Christ  Jesus  came  into  the  world  to  save  sin- 
ners.—I  Timothy  i,  15. 


PRAYERS  AND  PROMISES. 

Have  mercy  upon  me,  O  God,  according  to  thy 
kvi»g  kindness  :  according  unto  the  multitude  of  thv 
render  mercies  blot  out  my  transgressions.  Wasn 
me  thoroughly  from  mine  iniquity,  and  cleanse  me 
from  my  sin.  For  I  acknowledge  my  transgressions  : 
and  my  sin  is  ever  before  me.— Psalm  li,  1-3. 

Omie  now,  and  let  us  reason  together,  saith  the 
Lord ;  tfiough  your  sins  be  as  scarlet  they  shall  be  as 
white  as  snow  ;  though  they  be  red  like  crimson,  they 
thall  be  as  wool.— Isaiah  i,  18. 

Create  in  me  a  clean  heart,  0  God  ;  and  renew  h 
rijrht  spirit  writhia  me.  Cast  ne  not  away  from  thy 
presence;  and  *.ake  not  thy  Holy  Spirit  from  me. — 
Psalm  li,  10,  II. 

A  new  heart  also  will  I  give  you,  and  a  new  spirit 
vill  I  put  within  you;  and  I  will  take  away  the  stony 
k*art  out  of  your  flesh,  and  I  will  give  you  an  heart  of 
flesh.-  Esekikl  xxxvi,  26. 


Hear  my  prayer  0  Lord,  and  let  my  cry  come  unto 
thee.  Hide  nut  thy  face  from  me  in  the  day  when  I 
am  in  trouble;  incline  thine  ear  onto  me;  in  the  day 
when  I  call,  answer  me  speedily. — Psalm  elL  1,  8. 

Call  upon  me  in  the  day  of  trouble  ;  I  will  deliver 
thee,  ana  thou  shalt  glorify'me. — Psalm  i,  15. 
,  Save  me,  O  God  ;  for  the  waters  are  come  into  my 
sonl.  I  sink  into  deep  mire,  where  there  is  no 
standing  :  I  am  come  into  deep  waters,  where  the 
floods  overflow  me. — Psalm  lxix,  1,  2. 

When  thou  passest  through  the  waters,  I  will  be  with 
thee;  and  through  the  rivers,  they  shall  not  overfloie 
thee  :  when  thou  'walketh  through  the  tire,  thou  shalt  not 
be  burned  ;  neither  shall  the  flame  kindle  upon  thee. 
For  I  am  the  Lord  thy  God,  the  Lloly  One  of  Israel, 
thy  Saviour. — Isaiah  xliii,  2,  3. 

My  God  shall  supply  all  your  need  according  to  hi$ 
riches  in  glory  by  Cnrist  Jesus. — Philippians  iv,  19. 


PSALM    146. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

Praise  the  Lord,  0  my  soul. 

While  I  live  will  I  praise  the  Lord  :  > 

I  will  sing  praises  unto  my  God  while  I  have  any 
being. 

Put  not  your  trust  in  princes, 

Nor  in  the  son  of  man,  in  whom  there  is  no  help. 

His  breath  goeth  forth,  he  returneth  to  his  earth; 

In  that  very  day  his  thoughts  perish. 

Happv  is  he  that  hath  the  G<»d  of  Jacob  for  his  help, 

Whose  hope  is  in  the  Lord  his  God  : 

Which  made  heaven,  and  earth,  the  sea,  and  all 
that  therein  is. 

Which  keepeth  truth  forever : 

Which  executeth  judgment  for  the  oppressed: 

Which  givethfood  to  the  hungry. 

The  Lord  l->->seth  the  prisoners: 

The  Lord  openeth  the  eyes  of  the  blind : 

The  Lord  raisetfa  them  that  are  bowed  down: 

The  Lord  loveth  the  righteous. 

The  Lord  preserveth  the  strangers:  He  relieveth 
the  fatherless  and  widow  : 

But  the  way  of  the  wicked  he  turneth  upside  down. 

The  Lord  shall  rei^n  forever,  even  thy  God,  O 
Zion,  unto  all  generations. 

Praise  ye  the  Lord. 


GOSPEL  INVITATIONS. 

Ho,  every  one  that  thirsteth,  come  ye  to  the 
waters,  and  he  that  hath  no  money  ;  come  ye,  buy, 
and  eat ; 

Yea,  come,  buy  wine  and  milk  without  money  and 
without  price. — Isaiah  lv,  1. 

Incline  your  ear,  and  come  uuto  me:  hear,  and  your 
soul  shall  live  ; 

And  I  will  make  an  everlasting  covenant  with  you, 
even  the  sure  mercies  of  David. — ISAIAH  lv,  3. 

The  Spirit  and  the'bride  say,  Come.  And  let  him 
that  heaveth  say,  C>me. 

And  lei  him  that  is  alhirst  come.  And  whosoever  will 
let  him  talt   the  water  of  life   *'reely.—R.KV.  xxii,  17. 


Come  unto  me.  all  ye  that  labor  and  are  heavy 
laden,  and  1  will  give  you  rest. 

Take  my  yoke  upon  you,  and  learn  of  me;  for  I  am 
meek  and  lowly  in  heart:  and  ye  shall  find  rest  unto 
your  souls. — Matthew  xi,  '28,  29. 

And  him  that  cometh  to  me  I  will  in  no  wise  cast 
out. — John  vi,  37. 

Ask,  and  it  shall  be  given  you;  seek,  and  ye  shall 
find;  knock,  and  it  shall  be  opened  unto  you. — 
Matthew  vii,  7. 

Repent,  and  turn  yourselves  from  all  your  trans- 
gressions ;  so  iniquity  shall  not  be  your  ruin. — 
Ezekiel  xviii,  30. 

For  I  have  no  pleasure  in  the  death  of  him  that 
dieth,  saith  the  Lord  God :  wherefore  turn  yourselves, 
and  live  ye. — Ezekiel  xviii,  32. 


LOST  AND  FOUND. 

And  he  spake  this  parable  unto  them,  saying, 
What -man  of  you,  having  an  hundred  sheep,  if  he 
lose  one  of  them,  doth  not  leave  the  ninety  and  nine 
in  the  wilderness,  and  go  alter  that  which  was  lost, 
until  he  find  it*  And  when  he  hath  found  it,  he 
layeth  it  on  his  shoulders,  rejoicing.  And  when  he 
cometh  home,  he  calleth  together  his  friends  and 
neighbors,  saying  unto  them,  Rejoice  with  me ;  for  I 
have  found  my  sheep  which  was  lost. 

1  say  unto  you,  that  likewise  joy  shall  be  in  heaven 
over  one  sinner  that  repenteth.  more  than  over  ninety 
and  nine  just  persons,  which  need  no  repentance. — 
Luke  xv,  3-7. 

Either  what  woman  having  ten  pieces  of  silver,  if 
6he  lose  one  piece,  doth  not  light  a  candle,  and 
sweep  the  house,  and  seek  diligently  till  she  find  it? 

And  when  she  hath  found  it,  she  calleth  her  friends 
and  her  neighbors  together,  saying,  Rejoice  with  me  ; 
for  I  have  found  the  piece  which  I  had  lost. — Luke 
xv,  8, 9. 

Likewise,  I  say  unto  you,  there  is  joy  in  the 
presence  of  the  angels  of  God  over  oue  6inuer  that 
repenteth.— Luke  xv,  10. 

The  Son  of  man  is  come  to  seek  and  to  save  that 
which  was  lost. — Luke  xix,  10. 


DUTIES   AND    MOTIVES. 

For  the  grace  of  God  that  bringeth  salvation  hath 
appeared  to  all  men,  teaching  us  that,  denying  un- 
godliness and  worldly  lusts,  we  should  live  soberly, 
righteously,  and  godly,  in  this  present  world  ; 

Looking  for  that  blessed  hope,  and  the  glorious  ap- 
pearance of  the  great  Goa  and  our  Saviour  Jesus 
Christ;  who  gave  himself  for  us,  that  he  might  redeem 
us  from  all  iniquity,  and  purify  unto  himself  a  pecul- 
iar people,  zealous  of  good  works. — Titus  ii,  11-14. 

Be  not  highminded,  nor  trust  in  uncertain  riches, but 
in  the  living  God,  who  giveth  us  richly  all  things  to 
enjoy j  that  they  do  good,  that  they  be  rich  in  good 
works,  reaily  to  distribute,  willing  to  communicate. 
—1  Timothy  vi,  17,  18. 

Let  your  conversation  be  without  covetousness ;  and 
be  content  with  such  things  as  ye  have ;  for  He  hath 
taid,  I  will  never  leave  thee  nor  forsake  thee.— Ha- 
BliEWS  xiii,  5. 


Masters,  give  nnto  your  servants  that  wnich  l» 
Just  and  equal ;  knowing  that  ye  also  have  a  Master 
iu  heaven. — Colossians  iv,  1. 

Servants,  obey  in  all  things  your  masters  according 
to  the  flesh;  not  with  eye-service,  as  men  pleasers ;  hui 
in  singleness  of  heart,  fearing  God. — Col.  iii,  23. 

Whoso  hath  this  world's  good,  and  seeth  his 
brother  have  need,  and  shutteth  up  his  bowels  of 
compassion  from  him,  how  dwelleth  the  love  of  God 
in  him! — 1  John  iii,  17. 

Thou  shalt  love  the  Lord  thy  God  with  all  thv  heart 
and  with  all  thy  soul,  and  with  all  thy  mind.  Thi 
is  the  first  and  great  commandment.  And  the  second 
is  like  unto  it,  Thou  shalt  love  thy  neighbor  as  thy- 
self—  Matthew  xxii,  37-39. 

Children,  obey  your  parents  in  all  things:  for  this 
is  well-pleasing  to  the  Lord. — Colossians  iii,  20. 

And  ye,  fathers, provoke  not  your  children  to  wrath; 
but  bring  them  up  in  the  nurture  and  admonition  of  the 
Lord. — Ephesians  vi,  4. 

Husbands,  love  your  wives,  and  be  not  bitter 
against  them. — Colossians  iii,  19. 

Wives,  submit  yourselves  to  your  own  husbands,  as  it 
is  fit  in  the  Lord. — Colossians  iii,  18. 

HEAVEN. 

In  my  Father's  house  are  many  mansions :  if  it 
were  uot  so,  I  would  have  told  you.  I  go  to  prepare 
a  place  for  you, .  .  .  that  where  I  am  there  ye  may  .be 
also. — John  xiv.  2,  3. 

For  we  know  that  if  our  earthly  house  of  this  taber- 
nacle were  dissolved,  we  have  a  building  of  God,  an 
house  not  made  with  hands,  eternal  in  the  heavens. — 
2  Corinthians  v,  1. 

After  this,  I  beheld,  and,  lo,  a  great  multitude 
which  no  man  could  number,  of  all  nations,  and 
kindreds,  and  people,  and  tongues,  stood  before  the 
throne,  and  before  the  Lamb,  clothed  with  white 
robes,  and  palms  in  their  hands ;  and  cried  with  a 
loud  voice,  saying,  Salvation  to  our  God  which 
sitteth  upon  the  throne,  and  unto  the  Lamb.  And 
all  the  angels  stood  round  about  the  throne,  and 
about  the  elders  and  the  four  beasts,  and  fell  before 
the  throne  on  their  faces,  and  worshiped  God,  saying, 
Amen:  Blessing,  and  glory,  and  wisdom,  and  thanks- 
giving, and  honor,  and  power,  and  might,  be  unto 
our  God  for  ever  and  ever.     Amen. 

These  are  they  which  came  out  of  great  tribulation 
and  have  washed  their  robes,  and  made  them  white 
in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb.  Therefore  are  they  before 
the  throne  of  God,  and  serve  him  day  and  night  in 
his  temple:  and  He  that  sitteth  on  the  throne  shall 
dwell  among  them.  They  shall  hunger  no  more, 
neither  thirst  any  more;  neither  shall  the  sun  light  on 
them,  nor  any  heat.  For  the  Lamb  which  is  in  the 
midnt  of  the  throne  shall  feed  them,  and  shall  lead 
them  unto  living  fountains  of  waters :  and  God  shut 
wipe  away  all  tiars  from  their  eyes. — Revelation 
vii,  9-17. 

There  shall  in  no  wise  enter  into  it  any  thing:  tha 
defileth,  neither  whatsoever  worketh  abomination 
or  maketh  a  lie  ;  but  they  which  are  written  in  th 
Lamb's  book  of  life.— Revelation  xxi,  27. 

And  the  city  hath  no  need  of  the  sun,  neither  of  th* 
moon,  to  sJiine  in  it :  for  the  glory  of  God  did  lighten 
it,  and  the  Lamb  is  the  light  thereof— Rev.  xxi,  23. 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


No. 
Abide  with  me..  16 
Abraham,  when. ..31 
A  charge  to  keep.370 
A  crown  of  glory.  120 
Ah  !  this  heart  is.  78 
Alas  !  and  did  my 
Almost  persuadedl78 
All  hail  the  power  222 
All  nature  sings. ...'530 
Am  I  a  soldier  of. 267 
And  are  we  yet. ..392 

And  can  I  yet 375 

And  did  the  holy. 245 
And  may  I  still ...  58 
And  will  thegreat287 
Angels  from  the...  50 
Arise,  my  soul,....  30 
Arise,  my  soul, on  361 
Arm  of  the  Lord  .338 
Art  thou  weary  ...161 
As  God  has  kindly  113 
Asleep  in  Jesus. ...346 
Awake  and  sing.. .362 
Awake,  Jerusal..360 
A  wake,  my  soul,i  n  80 
Awake,  my  soul  ...237 
Away  with  our....  125 

Beautiful  Zion....  82 
Before  Jehovah's. 291 
Behold  a  stranger299 
Behold  the  heath'290 
Behold  theSavior27I 
Behold  thethrone.n 
Bless,  0  my  soul.. .286 

Blessed  Bible 199 

Blest  are  the  sons 393 
Blest  be  the  dear.281 
Blest  be  the  tie  ...390 

Blow  ve  the 29 

Bright  and  joyful.414 
Bright  home  of.... 116 
Bright  was  the.... 239 
Brother  you  may  213 
By  cool  Biloara,8..25ti 

(an  my  soul  find. 132 

Centre  of  our 101 

(  brist.  the  Lord..  J10 
Chris  nins,  breth.399 

Cling  to  tbe ...Ill 

Come,  and  let  us  .416 
Come  brethren..     81 


Come,  come  to 4 

Come,  every  soul  .  157 
Come,  Holy  Ghost  263 
Come,  Holy  Spirit  395 
Come,h.  spirit, If ly  227 

Come,  humble 235 

Come,  let  us  join. .223 
(Jo me,   let  us  join 

with  one 244 

Come,  let  us  tuhe.288 
Come,  my  soul,thy403 
Come,  O  my  soui..340 

Come,  O  Thou 298 

Come,  Saviour 332 

Come,  said  Jesus.. 405 
Come,  sinners,  to. 337 
Come,  sound  His. 364 
Come,  thou  fount.  25 
Come  unto  Jesus.  124 

Come  unto  me 107 

Come,  yediscons..  34 
Come,  ye  sinners..  35 
Come,  ye  that  love.384 
Courage,  brother.  145 

Dear  comrade 126 

Bear  is  the  spot. ..348 
Dear  Jesus,  I  long  202 
Dear  refuge  of  my  255 

Deem  not  that 305 

Deep  are  the 335 

Delay  not,  delay..  136 
Depth  of  mercy  L.105 
Did  Christ  o'er  ....367 
Disciples  of  Jesus. 185 

Earth's  stormy....  99 
Except  the  Lord.  33 

Fade,  fade  each...  46 
Far  from  home....1. 65 

Far  from  my 331 

Far  from  these. ...378 
Father,  I  stretch. 238 
Forever  here  mv  .226 
Forever  with  the. 182 

From  all  that 284 

From  Calvary  a... ".25 
Fromev'y  stormy  31 1 
From  Greenland's  54 

Give  me  the  wingsl  15 

Glad  was  my 369 

Glorious  things  of  41 


No. 
Glory  be  to  God  ...411 
Glory  to  Thee,  my  313 
Go  and  tell  Jesus. 207 

Go,  preach  my 322 

Go,  ye  messengers  409 
God  bl's.our  natv.135 
God  bless  ourS.S.134 

God  has  said 118 

God  is  the  refuge. 289 

God  loved  the 

God  moves  in  a 63 

God's  temple  is... .149 
Great  God,  attend295 

Great  God  of 352 

Great  King  of. 31 

Guide  me,  0  Thou  79 

Hail !  my  ever 86 

Hail !  sacred  truth254 
Hail  totheSab'th363 
Hark,  my  soul,  it.  102 
Hark,  the  herald. 412 
Hark,  the  notes  of  87 
Hark,  the  song....  89 
Hark,  what  mean  40 
Hasten,  Lord,  the  88 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  398 
Heavenly  Father. 164 

He  dies!  the 317 

He  leadeth  me 122 

He  wills  that  I... .310 

Ho!  every  one 323 

Holy  Spirit 1 

Hosanna  be  the. ..278 
How  beauteous... .385 
How     blest      the 

righteous 333 

How      blest      the 

sacred  tie 311 

How  gentle  God's 389 
How  nappy  ev'ry  268 
How  pleased  and.  137 
How  precious  is. ..259 
How  sad  our  state240 

How  sweetly 297 

How     sweet     the 

hour  of 306 

How      sweet      I  he 

name  of 246 

How  tedious  and.  65 
How  vain  is  all... 308 
I  am  coming  to. ..175 
I  am  now  a  child  204 
I  am  so  glad  that  212 


No 

I  am  waiting  by..  17 
I  bring  my  sins  to  147 
If  on  a  quiet  sea.. 366 
I  gave  my  life  for. 143 
I  have  entered  thel'Jl 
I  hear  the  Saviour  172 
I  hear  thy  welcome42 
I  heard  the  voice. 107 
I  know  that  my. ..314 
1  love  thy  kingd'm383 
I  love  to  steal  a  ...253 
I  love  to  tell  the.. .206 
I  love  to  think  of.  53 
I'm  a  pilgrim  and  69 
I'm  but  a  stranger  66 

I'm  kneeling 192 

I'm  not  ashamed. 241 

I'm  trying  to 187 

I*m  working  for..  190 
In  mercy,  Lord.... 258 
T  now  have  found  7 
In  theChristian'8119 
In  the  cross  of....  12 

In  the  early 131 

In  the  furrows  of.146 
I  often  think  of.. .15} 

I  stand  all  be 117 

I  stood  outside  thel  12 
Is  this  the  way. ...166 

I  thirst,  thou 34? 

I  want  a  heart  to 374 
I  was  a  wand'ring  37 

I  will  sing  for 110 

I  will  sins  you  a  .170 
I  would  not  live...  76 

Jerusalem,  my  ....231 
Jesus,  and  shall  it  357 

Jesus,  great 10C 

Jesus,  I  my  cross.  39 

Jesus,  let  thy 36 

Jesus  loves  me 47 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  415 
Jesus,  my  all,  to..  60 
Jesus,  my  Saviour 359 
Jesus  shall  reign  .294 

Jesus,  the  gift 307 

Jesus,  the  name.. .247 
Jesus,  the  water..  193 
Jesus,  thy  blood. ..342 
Jesus,  where'er.... 328 
Jesus,  while  our..  93 
Joyfully,  joyfully.171 
Joy  to  the  world.. 236 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


No. 

Just  as  I  am 32 

Keep  praying  at..  67 

Land  ahead  !  its..  85 
Let  me  go  where  109 
Let  party  names  .391 
Let  us  gather  up.  189 
List'u !  theMast'rlSl 

Listen  to  the 92 

Lo  !  our  fathers.. .209 
Long  my  spirit. ...194 
Lord,  dismiss  us...  51 
Lord,  have  mercy  167 
Lord,  how  secure.3(J4 
Lord,  I  am  thine. 327 
Lord,  I  approach. 276 
Lord,  I  believe  a  .277 
Lord,  I  hear  of....  10 

Lord,  in  the 261 

Lord  of  theharv't379 
Lord  of  the  wide.312 
Lord,  teach  us  to.  144 
Lord,  while  for  all262 
Love  divine,  all ...  96 

Majestic  sweetn's  Z2S 
Morning  breaks. .413 
Must  Jesus  bear.. 243 
My  body, soul,  and  61 

My  days  are 77 

My  faith  looks  up  20 

My  God  how 319 

My  Godthespring27.) 
My  heart  is  fixed. ^>:: 
My  heav'ly  home  104 
Mv  hope  is  built..  43 
My  latest  sun  is...  121 
My  life  (lows  on...  15 

My  sister,  the 150 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  396 
My  soul,  repeat. ...368 

Naught  of  merit..  11 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  28 

Now  is  the 397 

Now  to  heaven... .133 

O  bless  the  Lord.. 388 

O  bliss  of  the 22 

OChrist'n, awake  217 
O  come  to  Jesus...l30 

0  could  I  find 225 

o  could  I  speak...  38 
O  do  not  let  the ...  3 
Of  Him  who  did...285 
Often  as  we  travel  177 

O  for  a  closer 282 

O  for  a  faith  that  248 


No. 
O  for  a  glance  of  .353 
0  for  a  heart  to... 251 
O  for  an  ov'reoniXr2">7 
O  for  a  thousand. 221 
0  for  the  death  of3«0 
0  happy  day  that  84 

0  happy  place 59 

Oh  hast  thou 215 

Oh  how  happy  arel39 

Oh  how  I  love 220 

Oh  how  sweet 45 

Oh  what  are  you. 203 
O  if  my  house  is. ..195 

O  let  not  your 70 

O  let  the  prisoners320 
O  Lord,  thy  work  382 

Once  more  we 224 

One  sweetly 72 

On  Jordan's 269 

Only  waiting  till. 197 

On  the  cross 184 

On  the  mountain  48 

O  that  I  could 373 

O  that  my  load  of319 
O  there  is  a  river.    8 

0  think  of  a 208 

O  thou  God  of  my  52 
Our  Father  whichl  42 
Out  on  an  ocean..  74 
O  what  amazing. .232 
O  when  shall  we..  0i 
O  where  shall  rest39) 

Pass  me  not  O 174 

Pilgrim,  burdeu'd  13 
Plunged  in  a  gulf  25o 

Praise  to  God 408 

Praise  waits  in. ...356 
Prayer  is  appoint. 301 
Pra'r  is  the  souI'b280 

Remember  thy 233 

Return,  my  soul. ..336 
Return,0  wandr'r252 
Rock  of  Ages 140 

Saviour,  breathe. .401 

Saviour,  like  a 27 

Saviour  of  men. ...354 
Saviour,  visit  thy.  26 
Say,  sinner,  has  a. 296 

Say  ye  not,  0 210 

See  lsraersgcntle260 
Shall  man,0  God 345 
Shall  we  gather... 109 
Shall  we  meet 83 


No. 
Show  pity,  Lard. .316 
Silently  the  shad's400 

Since  God,  in L83 

Sinner,  turn,  why  406 
Sinners,  the  voice  230 
Slavery  and  death302 

Softly  on  the 123 

Sometimes  1 218 

Soon  may  the  last329 

Sovereign  of. 292 

Sow  in  the  morn. 377 
Stand  up  for  Jesus  91 
Stand  up,  my  soul  351 
Stay, thou  iii8ult'd358 
Sun  of  my  soul  ....334 

Sweet  hour  of. 23 

Sweet  is  the  work  3.").") 
Sweet  land  of  rest  95 

Sweet  was  the 272 

Swell  the  anthem  407 

Take  the  name...  75 
Tell  mo  the  oid....l96 
That  awful  day  ...283 
The  day  of  wrath318 

The  blood,  the 162 

The  cross,  the 106  I 

TheGodofharv'st  21  j 
The  great  physi-173 
The  morning  light  55 
The  pearly  gates..  98 
The  pity  of  the  ....365 
The  power  to  bless386 
The  praying  spirit372 
There  are  angels  .103 
There  is  a  fountain  5 
There  is  a  happy..  179 
There  is  a  gate.. ..152 
There  is  a  God  ....347 
There  is  a  land,  a. 163 
There  is  a  land  of.270 
There  is  an  hour  .  44 
There's  a  b'utiful  129 
There's  a  fullness  153 

There's  a  land 219 

There's  a  light  in. 205 

These  are  the 108 

Thine,  Lord,  is....350 
This  holy  book  ....264 

Tli is  is  not  my 128 

This  is  the  day... .242 
Though  troubles  .  68 
Thou  shepherd  of. 176 

Thou,  whose 19 

Thus  far  the  Lord  326 
Thy  law  is  perfect  273 
Thy  way  is  in  the  376 


No. 

'Tis  midnight 324 

'Tis  religion  that  1SS 
To-day  the  SaviorlSO 
Tossed  upon  life's  158 
To  the  hall  of  the  62 
Traveler,  whither  216 
Triumphant  Zion  339 
Trust  in  God  for..  151 
"f  was  Jesus,  my  .214 

Vain  are  all 97 

Vain  man,  thy 266 

Watchman,tell  me  57 
Watchman,tell  us  14 
We  are  out  on  the  127 
Weary  souls  that  102 

We  have  no 300 

Weep  for  the., 114 

Welcome,  sweet. ..387 
We  praise  Thee,  O  160 
We're  trav'ling ...  94 
We  shall  meet,  no  168 

We  shall  sleep Ifs8 

We  sing  of  the 211 

We've  Misted  in. ..201 
We  won't  give  up  56 
What  glory  gilds  249 

^'hat  various 30? 

When  he  cometh..l8 
When  I  can  read.  197 
When  I  survey... .344 

When  languor 234 

When  life's 155 

When  o'er  the 381 

When  shall  we....  71 
When  thou,  my....  24 
When  thy  mortal  404 
When  we  hear  the200 

When  we  pass 90 

Where  do  you 186 

While  life  prolo'gs321 
While  we  walk....    2 

Who  are  these 73 

Why  do  we  mourn265 
Why  should  our.. 279 
Why  should  we. ...274 
Why    should     we 

start 309 

Wilt  thou  not 141 

With  v>ywe  hail.  229 

Work,  for  the 159 

Woulds't  thou  be  6 

Yield  not  to 156 

Zion  stands  with.  19 


